Luyện nghe bài hát Lost My Touch

Streets of shells, insurance jobs
A spell in hell and it throbs
It throbs like hell in some comedy
It won't sell and that's a
But I know my way I can get there alone
The day I need you can feed me to the lions
They can trying to get it started
Its is gone, its shone for the last time
It's past time it's mean time held over time
It's Halloween time

I owe you anything
Now I'm out of
Now I've lost my
don't touch anything
Every passing
too much
I owe you anything

There's a weaker in the other speaker
A weaker of my own voice
Reproduced mechanically and
A of frequencies delivering
A slithering sound a pound of
Caught in the mesh of
A special de-essed it you guessed it
I'm

I don't owe you
Now I've lost my
Now I'm out of
Please don't anything
passing hour
Overcomes too
I don't owe you
Now I've my mind
Now I'm out of

Should you would you you could
Could you good back on the street
Your feet get cold you're too old been told
You should've sold your
not worth anything anything out here
Not the earth you're standing on
Earth mother earth hurt sweet mother
What are you

I don't owe you
Now I'm out of
Now I've lost my
Please don't touch
Every passing
All becomes too
I owe you anything
Now I've my power
Now I'm out of
I owe you anything, ah
Please don't anything, ah
I owe you anything, ah
I owe you anything, ah ah
Please touch anything, ah ah

he said his name is Ray
He was a dominating, misogynist S.O.B
1 2 3 That's how easy it's be
Everything is
If you need to
If you to eat
Even the air, free
You now pay a fee
You now pay a far if you air
It's not really
Fair enough, it's stuff
It's tough to get enough and you
You laugh but you can't get the
Hold onto the
my craft
It's finished, it's
It's over, finito
Fred
Gone for a like old Hong Kong
for a song