Luyện nghe bài hát Junk Bond Trader

The picks you up like a habit
in the glow of the TV static
Taking out the to the man
the people something they understand

Mistake a flash for a fine-line smile
Junk bond trader trying to a sucker a style
man in a poor man's clothes
The permanent installment of the dose

And you me, "Fool", you tell it like it is
Your wall's gone wider than your trip is
Checking into a small
Void as a drug you take too

The laugh, the broken crutch
The first true love folded at the touch
down like an old hotel
People digging the rubble for things they can resell

"Happy holidays", said, savior
The leaving lover I favor
I won't your medicine
I don't need a

To be I'm supposed to be
I don't want nobody
I can do it by
meant to be together

Now, I'm a directing traffic
Keeping moving, everything static
I'm the hitch-hiker you recognize
On your way to some

Better sell it you can
Better it while you can
Better it while you can
Better it while you can