Luyện nghe bài hát Battered Old Bird

The landlady's husband came up to today
Since he left them both ten ago to serve the ministry
The dark down road of his approach in constant was drenched
The tenant's boy said, "How d'ya do?" Then in French

Did you teach this little child these on my soul
You both be shut down in the coal-hole
That's the way to treat a child who out in the night
And a woman who teaches wrong right

Oh, he's a battered old
And he's up there, oh
He's a battered old
And living up there, oh

a place where time stands still
If you taking these little pink pills, oh

your mouth, you hypocrite
His cut her deep
The lipped leer of judgment
That had seen her desert her just like sleep

Filthy words on lips
Are better, my dear
Then if I were to speak my
About this

Oh, he's a battered old
And living up there, oh
a battered old bird
And living up there, oh

There's a where time stands still
You keep taking these pink pills, oh

But on the first floor are two old maids
Each one wishing that the other was
And next door to them is a man so
he chopped off the head of a visitor's child

He danced upon the
Swallowed sleeping pills like
a bottle of sweet sherry
That everything

Oh, he's a old bird
And living up there, oh
a battered old bird
And living up there, oh

There's a place where time still
If you taking these little pink pills, oh

And on the second floor is the Man
He's in his overcoats more than out of
And the typewriter's rattling all the night
He's burgundy for breakfast

He says, "One day throw away
All of my
And it is always in a cupboard
At the top of the stairs"

Oh, a battered old bird
And he's up there, oh
He's a old bird
And living up there, oh

There's a where time stands still
If you keep taking these little pills, oh

Here's a boy if there was
Who's to do big things
Guess that's they all say
And that's how the trouble

I've seen them rise and
Been through their big and smalls
He'd better have a that goes
Beyond four

You think he should be sent
Playing with the
pieces of him are already
Scattered in the
When pieces of him are
Scattered in the

Oh, a battered old bird
And he's up there, oh
He's a old bird
And living up there, oh

And a place where time stands still
You keep taking these pink pills, oh, oh, oh