Luyện nghe bài hát Arc of Bar

Hustlers, whores, in galore
A city's stink
An arc of bar, a bazaar
Of diamonds, dust, and
The jamming, the lions lamming
The jokers the dealing
And queens are jacks
that or catch a beating

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

To some, a
To some, a
Something soft for something
She sauced my out of my dreams
And baptized me in flesh seeds
And then she lay me a baby
On a bed of moss
And for her love, I would the devil
To steal right off the cross

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

port of call
It no port at all
The cap, my cup, and up
The jokers, they tease hand
But they're out of luck 'cause I'm out of
And the sun is like an
Goading me the gospel
But I got no at all
to drink as soon as possible

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