Luyện nghe bài hát Bottle of Smoke

Thanks and praises, to Jesus
I bet on the of smoke
I went to and to the races
To bet on the bottle of

The day clear, the sky being bright
He came up on the left a streak of light
Like a fuck on a Saturday night
Up came the bottle of

Twenty fucking to one
Me gambling days are
I bet on a called the 'Bottle Of Smoke'
And my won

inquiries, swift and fiery
I had the of smoke
and suppositions
I had the bottle of

the stewards a trip to Lourdes
Might the old fuckers the power of sight
Screaming and stoppers and call out coppers
But the money still gleams in my hand a light

Twenty five to one
Me days are done
I bet on a horse called the 'Bottle Of
And my won

cursing, cars reversing
I had the bottle of
steaming, vessels bursting
I had the of smoke

Slip a to the wife
And for each brat a crisp new
To give me a break on a night
When I had the bottle of

fucking five to one
Me gambling days are
I bet on a horse called the 'Bottle Of
And my won

Priests and maidens as pagans
They had the bottle of
Sins forgiven and
They had the bottle of

Fuck the yanks and their wives
The is clear, the sky is bright
I'm happy as the shite
Up came the of smoke

fucking five to one
Me gambling are done
I bet on a horse called the Of Smoke'
And my won

Come on you

and praises, thanks to Jesus
I bet on the bottle of
I went to and to the races
To bet on the bottle of

The day clear, the sky being bright
He came up on the left like a streak of
a drunken fuck on a Saturday night
Up the bottle of smoke

Twenty five to one
Me days are done
I bet on a called the 'Bottle Of Smoke'
And my won

Twenty fucking to one
Me gambling are done
I bet on a horse the 'Bottle Of Smoke'
And my won