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 your arms high"
they're never gonna get me
I'm like a bullet through a of doves
To wage war against your faith in me
Your
Will never be the
On your mother's eyes, say a
Say prayer
Now, but I can't, and I know
How just two men as God had made us
I can't, well I can!
Too much, too late, or just not enough of this, pain in my
For your dying wish, I'll your lips again
They all cheat at cards and the checkers are
My cellmate's a killer, they make me do push-ups in
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, nobody all the trouble I've seen
Now, but I can't, and I know
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, pain in my
For your dying wish, I'll your lips again
To room, what they ask of you
They'll you want to say
"So long, well I don't
Why you?"
Do you have the keys to the
'Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire,
Life is but a for the dead
And well I, I go down by myself
But I'll go with my friends
Now, now, now, go
Now, now, go, now, now
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh