Luyện nghe bài hát Whistling in the Dark

Crouching on the white tile
She's got to learn to take her
a professional smile

A holy vessel or a bowl
Puking hopes a urinal
Sun a blowtorch
through aluminum sky

Just a crippled ballerina
In a of too-tight slacks
on her face, expensive tastes
But no excess of cash

completely gone
Oh but you know be back

She's living on a question
But spending exclamation
Perjury right the start
She's whistling in the dark

Evidence is in her defense
And as the rests
The jury's out, the mood is
only whistling in the dark

Whistling in the
in the dark
Whistling in the

So many ways the game go
The timer out minutes left
Until it's to blow

She may stumble but she fall
Waiting for the curtain
As history repeats in motion

And her repertoire is good
It's just a faded
Between the and the nails
There unspoken compromise
Then it you right between the eyes

'Cause when blown away
Seems like is here to stay
So she just her eyes and stumble forward
Whistling in the

live the Queen, the Queen is dead
So take the off of her head
But is that taps or
she is whistling in the dark?

Whistling in the
in the dark
Whistling in the
in the dark