Luyện nghe bài hát Bridegroom Blues

Well, the streets are a war dance
As their is restored to the blind
And I'm trash on the off chance
That might be something to find

And Mary her fingers do the walking
Her nearly due
listening but no one's talking
At the citizen's bureau

Joe is down on the dole
He should have signed on
Even if he was a and she was his lady
He be able to make it pay, no

And he believe in Angels
She's been seeing man
Infidelity runs in the
But that wasn't a part of the

And shepherds watch the flicks by
At the King's Cross all show
Someone's trying to their eyes
But they're too grossed out to

And the three travel like three ships a-sailing
They've got gifts he'll need
Cocaine for sniffing, for corruption
And a load of videos of 'I Love Lucy'

But the king of the country getting frightened
He doesn't to be somebody's pawn
And he crushes the beer can between his
He sees his fate, the yells, "Checkmate"
And another star is

But the baby is in an instant
As though his whole life a dream
Though his book sells well and he out the stops
Everyone knows he's a has been

And the T-shirts just
And thought become after a while
He's looking so much now
It's hard to believe that that was

And he his cloak out to his fan
It's his chance sacrifice
The are crawling a cut-glass sea
No one even wants to twice

the circle's all but full now
But the are empty for the latest son
Who smiles and says
"Give my regards to Fleet
gotta run, oh, I've gotta run, oh"

Well, he streets are a war dance
As their is restored to the blind
And I'm trash on the off chance
That there might be something to