Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Well, I'd be by thirty-three
That was my best
But hey, here I am morning
Singing birthday to me

As I clean up all this
Because I'm still alive
Without
In the big, middle
Of my long book of

the twist has been told
If you die in glory
At the age of
Then your story is just old

You can see
And Jimi, fan the
Their posters will look younger
Ah, but never knew

And can't guide us through
The long stretch of hunger
In the big middle
Of my long book of

the twist has been told
If you die in glory
At the age of
Then your is just getting old

As a skinny kid she
she should never sell her beauty
But a strong narcotic
To feel the stare

It's a powerful dose
Of some self-image
It makes you so alive
As as it is there

And was how she felt
Not pushed by hands
She was
By the all around her

So, she fell back into her
Where her beauty mark would
So, the camera never have found her
In the big middle
Of my book of life

After the twist has told
If you don't die in
At the age of
your story is just getting old

Now, when Jesus told the
That He have His way
And in He would not be defeated
it was all for the best

For He had to say
Because He would not
to repeat it
Through the big boring
Of His long of life

After He thirty-two
If you die in glory
At the age of
Then your story is still true

Still coming true, coming true