Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Interrupt The Sorrow

Don't interrupt the
Darn right on our prophet witches
Be polite, a room of glasses
He says, "Your liberation doll"
And he me with that serpent
To that Ethiopian

Anima rising, Queen of
my guilt of Eden
Wash and me
rising, uprising in me tonight
She's a vengeful little
With an ancient crown to

Truth goes up in vapors, the steeples
Winds of change
in your Bible belt dreams
God up the chimney
childhood Santa Claus
The slaves love the good book, a rebel loves a cause

I'm leaving on the 1:15, you're darn
Since I was
I've had no one me
He says "Anima rising, so
wood process
Tall timber to rock"

interrupt the sorrow, darn right
He says "We on the moon
You be polite", don't let up the
Death and birth and and birth and death and birth
He says "Bring that bottle kindly and pad your purse
I've got a head full of and a mighty, mighty, thirst"

Seventeen glasses, wine
of the Madonna, Clandestine
He let up the sorrow
He and he cheats
It takes a heart like Mary's days
When your man weak