Luyện nghe bài hát Sugarfoot

Sugarfoot's got two
as long as he can see
One in the birdfeed
And a hand in the apple

He in line, just a little behind
A yellow moon hangs
He's all tangled and he his sticks on the links
Of his own chain

You oughta see home that he own
It's like a box of
got his own church bell
And his bed, it lays in a

And all the colors shine like flames
Coming in the window pane
They end up getting checked over
For the of someone's veins

It's so cold and blown all
It's so cold and needing of a

He stands on the top of his home
Where all the blue birds
Sucks in on his and he cries
As he through a saxophone

He reaches with his hands in the sky
his fingers right into the storm
Always one to stand the moon
And on his own horn

And with anything has already begun to think
That somebody down knows
Just how he sat down on his in the dirt
And buried someone's

It's so and blown all apart
It's so cold and of a heart

It's so cold and blown all
It's so and needing of a heart

Well, I know you my enemy
The one's inside of me, he's killing me getting free
I he wants my head with an old ice pick
And fix me up on a

An' all I've got to be is everything I wanna be
And disagrees
He still stands tall underneath that apple
Man, he's watching me

His chain is tryin' to pull me down
Like the and the fireflies
They shoot arrows up the skies
And they burn all the dry

Well, he only to fill his belly up
rocks till it hurts, then he stops
Well, he don't know what to do love
If it don't fill his to the top

It's so and blown all apart
It's so and needing of a heart

It's so cold and blown all
so cold and needing of a heart