Luyện nghe bài hát Bukowski

Woke up this morning and it to me
every night turns out to be
A little like Bukowski
And yeah, I know he's a pretty read

But God who'd be?
God who'd be such an asshole?
God wanna be?
God who'd wanna be an asshole?

we sat on the edge of the river
The crowd screamed, the liver'
If God takes life, an Indian giver
So tell me now why, tell me never

Who would be?
Who would wanna be such a freak?
Well who wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control

see what you wanna see, you should see it all
Well take what you from me, you deserve it all
Nine times out of ten, our just get dissolved
Well I want a better or just a better way to fall
But one out of ten, everything is perfect for us all
Well I a better place or just a better way to fall
we go

If God controls the land and
a watchful eye on me
If He's really so damn
My is I can't see

Well who wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a freak?
Well who would be?
Who would wanna be such a freak?

Evil home
good songs do you know?
Evil me, oh yeah, I
What good can you throw?

Well all that icing and all cake
I can't make it to wedding
But I'm sure I'll be at your
You were talk, talk, talk, talkin' in that day
you get to the point
Make that I'm still awake, ok?

to bed and didn't see
Why every day out to be
A bit more like Bukowski
And yeah, I know he's a pretty read

But God who'd be?
God who'd be such an asshole?