Luyện nghe bài hát You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison

In the of a gun fight
In the center of a
They say, "Come with arms raised high"
Well never gonna get me
I'm a bullet through a flock of doves
To wage this war against your in me
life
Will be the same
On mother's eyes, say a prayer
Say prayer
Now, but I can't, and I don't
How we're two men as God had made us
Well I can't, I can!
Too much, too late, or just not enough of this, in my heart
For your dying wish, I'll your lips again
They all at cards and the checkers are lost
My cellmate's a killer, they me do push-ups in drag
But cares if you're losing yourself
I am losing and I miss my mom
Will they me the chair?
Or lethal or swing from a rope, if you dare
Oh, knows all the trouble I've seen
Now, but I can't, and I know
How just two men as God had made us
Well I can't, I can!
Too much, too late, or not enough of this, pain in my heart
For your dying wish, kiss your lips again
To room, what they ask of you
They'll you want to say
"So long, well I remember
Why you?"
Do you have the keys to the
'Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire,
is but a dream for the dead
And well I, I go down by myself
But I'll go down my friends
Now, now, now, go
Now, now, go, now, now
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh