Luyện nghe bài hát Battered Old Bird

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

Did you teach little child these curses on my soul
You should both be shut in the coal-hole
the way to treat a child who cries out in the night
And a who teaches wrong from right

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

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

Hush your mouth, you
His humor cut her
The lipped leer of judgment
That had seen her love desert her like sleep

Filthy words on lips
Are better, my dear
Then if I were to my mind
About house

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

There's a place time stands still
You keep these little pink pills, oh

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

He upon the bonfire
Swallowed pills like dreams
With a of sweet sherry
everything redeems

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

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

And on the floor is the Macintosh Man
He's in his overcoats more out of them
And the typewriter's all through the night
He's burgundy for breakfast

He says, "One day I'll throw
All of my
And it is always Christmas in a
At the top of the stairs"

Oh, a battered old bird
And living up there, oh
a battered old bird
And living up there, oh

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

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

I've seen them rise and
Been through big deals and smalls
He'd have a dream that goes
Beyond walls

You he should be sent outside
Playing the traffic
When pieces of him are
in the attic
When pieces of him are
Scattered in the

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

And there's a place where stands still
You keep taking little pink pills, oh, oh, oh