Luyện nghe bài hát Prodigal Son

In a place where abound from the range
? ? ? on a day mountains has fallen to ? ?
In a land where are forbiden to grow
And mell is the master
Were the higway and the desert breakes
And buildings are from great earthquackes
And statesmen on their bellys like snakes
And feed of the public
In a land were scratch the sky
And delinquent daughters to their mothers lie
Papa stands on the corner he ? ? ? waitin' to the drum? ? ?
home my prodigal son
When rivers run raging through streets
And great have fallen from their loofty peaks
And policemen moonlight the freeks
For the final crime is
When ride in ford mustangs
And the man releases his caddilac ? ? ? fangs? ? ?
And your chech died in bed as the thanks the young girl next door
For the
Where telegraph wires are atached to mind
Delinquent daughters to their mothers lie
Papa stands on the corner ? ? ? waitin to the drum? ? ?
Welcome my prodigal son
When the rings and falls of the hook
And your legs have been by some defense department crook
And you to think about writing a book
But now you won't pledge to anything
And the maid comes in coffee and cake
In a low-cut dress she wore just for your
You your not dead and she takes it as a compliment
And sticks out her and asks for requests
In a land were scrapes the sky
And daughters to their mothers still lie
Papa stands on the corner ? ? ? waitin' to the drum? ? ?
Welcome home my son