Luyện nghe bài hát Bukowski

Woke up this morning and it to me
That every turns out to be
A little more like
And yeah, I know a pretty good read

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

Well we sat on the edge of the
The crowd screamed, the liver'
If God life, he's an Indian giver
So tell me now why, you'll me never

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

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

If God controls the and disease
Keeps a eye on me
If He's so damn Mighty
My problem is I see

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

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

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

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

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