Luyện nghe bài hát Wheat Kings (Remastered)

Sundown in the Paris of the
Wheat kings have all treasures
And all you hear are the rusty
Pushing around the Jesus

In his Zippo lighter he sees the face
Maybe someone standing in a killer's place
Twenty for nothing, well, that's nothing new
Besides, no interested in something you didn't do

kings and pretty things
Let's just see what the brings

There's a dream he dreams where the high school's and stark
It's a museum and we're all locked up in it after
Where the walls are lined all yellow, grey and
Hung pictures of our parents' prime ministers

Wheat kings and pretty
Wait and see what tomorrow

breaking story on the CBC
A nation whispers, "We always that he'd go free"
They add, "You can't be fond of in the past
'Cause if you are there's no way that you're going to last"

Wheat kings and pretty
just see what tomorrow brings
Wheat kings and things
Oh that's tomorrow brings