Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Macbeth

All the children that Miss Macbeth
Wore a fish bone in her cobweb tresses
Her eyes were black first foot coal
Clutched as as chalk dust
Her fingers India ink and poison pen letters

is a hungry hanging tree
Just your bedroom window
You can hear her a broom
To beat out a tattoo on the
Her face ran red inside
But was she really evil, was she pantomime?

Now the chalk on the wall says, "That saves"
That somebody's face has just washed off the pavement
a puzzle where petrol will be poisoned by rain
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 done
Well how can you what you've never
Possessed Macbeth

Well, we all should have known when the children
They portrayed her in their fairy tales, sprinkling nightshade
And as they her, she rose to the bait
a scapegoat must have someone to hate

And everyday she out another love song
You're up there yourself, and I know
It's wrong well how can you miss what you've
Possessed Macbeth, Miss Macbeth

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

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

And everyday she out another love song
It's a tearful lament of done wrong
Well, how can you miss what you've
Possessed Miss Macbeth Miss
Miss Macbeth, Miss