Luyện nghe bài hát Woman In The Wall

He was just a social drinker but every night
He enjoyed a pint or two or or four
She was a silent thinker, silent every night
He'd the thought of killing her before

Well, he was very drunk but very rarely sober
And he didn't think the was his drink
But he only knew his problem when he knocked her
And when the rotting flesh began to

Cry freedom for the woman in the
Cry for she has no voice at all

I her cry all day, all night
I her voice from deep within the wall
Made a cross from knitting
Made a from hoover bags
Especially for the in the wall

She'd knitted him a jumper dominoes on
So he it everyday in every week
Pretended to himself she hadn't really gone
He pretended that he thought he her speak

At last it that he was really winning
And he felt that he had some of grip
But all of his new life was sent
When the rotting wall began to

Cry for the woman in the wall
Cry for she has no voice at all

I her cry all day, all night
I her voice from deep within the wall
a cross from knitting needles
Made a grave hoover bags
Especially for the woman in the
In the wall, in the wall, in the

Cry freedom for the in the wall
Cry for she has no voice at all

I hear her cry all day, all
I hear her voice from within the wall
Made a cross from needles
Made a grave Hoover bags

Especially for the woman in the
In the wall, in the wall, in the
In the wall, in the wall, in the

In the wall, in the