Luyện nghe bài hát Yardsale

I wonder if this blade ran through side
The blood wiped to hide
How you grandfather was 'fore he died
But war can monsters out of us all
I'm I'd become one if I was called
And then it would be my
Here at yardsale

The guitar I am is way out of tune
The it is warped and the saddle is through
I wonder if music ever was played
From the of a boy to a girl in the shade
From rickety ghost of a song
Here at yardsale

A for anything here on this quilt
A price tag for from which all things are built
A blanket of voices speak in shame
Flowers of plastic and fruit of the
A basket of at all
at this yardsale

So if I had the money I'd buy
And the whole lot with good gasoline
And burn it for all that I care for the
And rid mother earth of what should last
And her the present of ash
of a yardsale