Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

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

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

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

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

And they can't guide us
The long stretch of spiritual
In the big boring
Of my book of life

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

As a skinny kid she
That she should never her beauty
But a strong narcotic
To the public stare

It's like a dose
Of some synthetic
It you feel so alive
As long as it is

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

So, she back into her past
Where her beauty mark would
So, the camera could have found her
In the big boring
Of my long book of

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

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

For He had to say
Because He would not
Have to it
Through the big middle
Of His long book of

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

Still coming true, still coming