Luyện nghe bài hát Soup

The clothesline of eyes
Is away the face before
Now me what's wrong you see everyone's gone
You gotta do best to decorate this dying day, this dying day

All over a of bitter beans
All a bowl of bitter beans

And way, way up high
I got a quarter moon hanging over me
And now, I want that rocking chair there
'Cause he's no longer living here, no longer needed here

All a bowl of bitter beans
All over a bowl of bitter

And I got a corner store and that's all the
For me to praise the holidays
And now I'll close my really, really tight
And make you all go away, I'll you all go all go away
I'll you all go

And I'll pull the trigger and make it all go
And I'll make it all go away, I'll make it all go