Luyện nghe bài hát Jeremy Engle

Jeremy
in a tangled
Rent controlled
With his communist

There are books all them
The dining table is lacquered
With news
Yellowing

They at dinner
His friends drop by
To throw a in or two
Tolstoy

They all guitar
And they're all far away
In their own
From the upper side
Of

I got past his googly eyes
looked at me sadly
In mocking

The way a Lord at his place mat
Or a on his tie
It never for me

And Jeremy Engle
Wanted to through that portal
And try on that other
Of high browism

Jeremy's and brow
Grow very and no, not I
I'm more of a
Not blessed the vision

Beyond how I'm
The china and
Now there are the
Lenin
And chewing
Six pounds of

Thigh that they up
In upstate New
At their
needs me
To off his eye

Some gelatinous
That his rebuttaling
let fly

Sometimes all you is a napkin
all you need is a napkin