Luyện nghe bài hát Thrupenny Tears

That reminds me of the time I
It's time for sin and guilt
Two years to the day
I had to confess

With her hair a shade
Of blond
of music and movement
Were in grip and groan

But to put these thoughts in like theirs
Of the honest truth there'd be no
Just lying out

Meanwhile, I'm back in wonderland
A sorry with flowers in hand
Pours his out till his thirst
For college is satisfied

Standing there ego
on tiptoe
All the time I'm
Well, well, we go

Another song of greed
Brings the house to its knees
By out loud

One more awful
Steptoe's son, a and dance of love

When I think of soap
And what them so popular
The posing
In of my eyes

comes our hero
In
And strutting to the strain
Of 'Send in the

And troops his colors
When no around
And his desktop
Are the best but

pain to paper reads
Like a at fame and greed
crying out loud, yeah

Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,