Luyện nghe bài hát Angels Come To Comfort You

I saw the statue of Brood
It had a way down in it's throat
That's because heart was broke in two

He played really fucking good
West Berlin to West
Prettier than Brando, he was punker punk
Slave to rock 'n' and a slave to junk

Angels come to comfort you, they do
And they come
They'll lead you by the
They'll you down the hall
And will break your fall

He was no saint but he was
So he could paint, yeah, he had the
He the angels kiss him on the head
Whispering the name that rhymes dead

Now the Hotel in Amsterdam
Good enough for and Yoko, man
Now you got the key to 902

Hey, angels come to you
Here they come, here come
They'll lead you by the
They'll take you down the
And they will break fall