Luyện nghe bài hát Arc of Bar

Hustlers, whores, in galore
A sinking city's
An arc of bar, a bazaar
Of diamonds, dust, and
The jukebox jamming, the lamming
The doing the dealing
And queens are jacks
Remember or catch a beating

The night had into her own
And I made the arc of bar my
Beneath my clothes, just a bag of
Under my skin, skeletons
I was rolling like a pair of
With one for laws and one for
But all this, I to hide
Behind a of sweat and fire

To some, a
To some, a
Something for something blue
She my needs out of my dreams
And baptized me in flesh that
And then she lay me like a
On a bed of Spanish
And for her love, I help the devil
To Christ right off the cross

I lay on the arc of bar
And the proof in me
But the arc, it the air
Hundred humidity
Well at least damned mosquitos
That fall to the flood
Get a full of whiskey with their paltry pint of blood
My

This port of
It no port at all
The cap, my cup, and up
The jokers, they another hand
But they're out of 'cause I'm out of town
And the sun is like an
me toward the gospel
But I got no at all
Except to drink as as possible

men offer confession
For their and grace of god
For others women, women are for
And mosquitos abuzz
Yeah, some men offer
For their and grace of god
For women, women are for mercy
And they're abuzz