Luyện nghe bài hát Cough Syrup

She for the Angels, I played for the Tribe
The summer had been stolen and the bases were all
was big money on the line
Big money all the time,
was big money on the line

I walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home
They can have my legs leave my [Incomprehensible] alone

I was in the kitchen, the year was in the
A friend of mine told me that there no point in moaning
No, there no point at all
was big fire in the hall, yeah
There no points at all

I walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home
They can have my legs just leave my alone
And I can't talk so I I got nothin' to say
I'll keep my eyes, just take tears away

stock and barrel, all the dogs were gone in feral
And the car ran like a broken
His liver had hard and he wouldn't mow the yard
was big money on the line

And I that his brother was a Viking
He liked to solve a problem a gun
If you wanna the facts, you gotta teach him how to act
And I hate syrup, don't you?

I'd be a sailor than a fighter
I'd to sail a ship into the sun
If you wanna know the truth, you dig up Johnny Booth
And I hate syrup, don't you?

I know that your is a martyr
I she's got connections with the mob
If you wanna learn to fight, you drink up all the light
And I hate cough syrup, you?

I'd rather be a matchstick a lighter
I like to see the wood curl up and
If you wanna the sky, you must be prepared to die
And I hate cough syrup, don't

I hate cough syrup and I the food in Europe
And I hate syrup, it's true
If you know the truth, you gotta dig up Johnny Booth
And I hate cough syrup, don't
I hate cough syrup, true