Luyện nghe bài hát Bummer

His mama was a midnight
His daddy was a drifter
One night they put it
Nine months later came the little black

He was a back lump in the cradle
the paint chips that fell from the ceiling
Whenever he cried he got a fist in his
So he learned not to his feelings

He was a pig-tail puller in school
back twice by the seventh grade
Sniffing glue in Junior
And the one in school to get laid

He was a weed-speed pusher at
He was skag a year later
He'd started pimping when they put him
In jail he changed from a junkie to a

And just like the man the precinct said
Put him away, you better him instead
A bummer that is better of dead
Someday gonna have to put a bullet in his head

They threw him back on the street, he an A and P
He didn't blink at the buddy he shafted
And just about the time they would have him too
He had the damn good fortune to get

He was a-one for Vietnam
You see they needed more in a hurry
He was a to train 'cause all they had to do
Was to how to funnel his fury

They put him in a tank the D.M.Z.
To catch the gooks slipping over the
They said his mission was to and destroy
And for he followed and order

One sweat-soaked day in the valley
the ground still steaming from the rain
There was a bloody battle
That mean nothing
Except to the few remained

You see a couple slants
Had trapped the other tanks
And had to pick off the crews
When he came on the
And it really did
This is why paid those dues

It was something like a butcher berserk
Or a sane man like a fool
Or the bravest thing that a man had done
Or a madman his cool

Well he came on through a knife through butter
Or a sweeping through the grass
Or to say it the man would have said it himself
Just a big black bastard, ass

And like the man from the precinct said
Put him away, you better kill him
A bummer like that is of dead
they're gonna have to put a bullet in his head

When it was over and the smoke had
were a lot of V.C, bodies in the mud
And when the rescued men over
For the very first time they him smiling
As he lay in his

picked up the pieces
And they stitched him together
He through though
thought he was a goner

And it force them to him
What they said would
Six purple
And the Medal of

Of course he slouched as the white honkey said
beyond the call of duty
But the soft thought was passing through his mind
My medal is a mother of a

He got a of jobs with the ribbon on his chest
And though he tried he couldn't do 'em
There was a couple of things that he was really trained for
And he found drifting back to 'em

Just the time he was ready to break
The V A sending him his checks
Just a matter of time there was no doubt
what he was going to do next

It ended up one in a grocery store
Gun in and nine cops at the door
And his last battle was over
He lay crumpled and broken on the

And just like the man from the said
Put him away, you kill him instead
A bummer like is better of dead
Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his

he'd breathed his last, but ten minutes past
Before they to enter the place
And when they his riddled body over they found
His smile frozen on his face

They found his gun where thrown it
There was something clenched in his fist
And when they pried his open
They found the of honor
And the Sergeant
(Where in the hell, he get this?)

There was a stew burying him in Arlington
So they him in box to Fayette
And they kind of him in a grave in the county plot
The kind we remember to

And just like the man the precinct said
Put him away, you kill him instead
A like that is better of dead
Someday they're gonna have to put a in his head