Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Macbeth

All the testified that Miss Macbeth
Wore a bone slide in her cobweb tresses
Her eyes were black like first foot
as white as chalk dust
Her fingers sweated India ink and poison pen

There is a hungry hanging
Just your bedroom window
You can her take a broom
To beat out a tattoo on the
Her bloodless face ran red
But was she evil, was she only pantomime?

Now the chalk on the says, "That somebody saves"
That somebody's has just been washed off the pavement
Into a puzzle where petrol will be poisoned by
Miss Macbeth saw her
As bled it's colors down the drain

And everyday, she lives out love song
It's a tearful lament of somebody wrong
Well how can you miss you've never
Possessed Miss

Well, we all should have when the children paraded
They portrayed her in their fairy tales, sprinkling deadly
And as they tormented her, she rose to the
Even a scapegoat must have to hate

And everyday she lives out love song
You're up enjoying yourself, and I know
It's wrong how can you miss what you've never
Miss Macbeth, Miss Macbeth

Sometimes people are just they appear to be
With no at all
We try to upright when we can't even crawl

Miss. has a gollywog, she chucks under the chin
And she whispers to it tenderly then it on a pin
And it might be coincidence but a boy the lane
That she said, "Went as he could do"
Then doubled in pain

And everyday she lives out another love
It's a tearful of somebody done wrong
Well, how can you miss what never
Possessed Macbeth Miss Macbeth
Macbeth, Miss Macbeth