Luyện nghe bài hát Bummer

His mama was a woman
His daddy was a drifter
One night put it together
months later came the little black bummer

He was a back lump in the cradle
Chewing the paint that fell from the ceiling
he cried he got a fist in his face
So he learned not to show his

He was a puller in grammar school
Left back twice by the grade
Sniffing glue in Junior
And the one in school to get laid

He was a weed-speed at fifteen
He was mainlining skag a year
He'd started when they put him away
In jail he changed from a to a hater

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

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

He was bait for Vietnam
You see they needed more bodies in a
He was a cinch to train all they had to do
Was to figure how to his fury

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

One sweat-soaked day in the Yung-Po
With the ground still steaming the rain
There was a bloody little
That didn't nothing
to the few that remained

You see a couple hundred
Had trapped the other tanks
And had to pick off the crews
When he came on the
And it did seem
This is why he'd paid those

It was something a butcher going berserk
Or a man acting like a fool
Or the bravest that a man had ever done
Or a blowing his cool

Well he on through like a knife through butter
Or a scythe sweeping through the
Or to say it like the man would have said it
a big black bastard, kicking ass

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

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

picked up the pieces
And stitched him back together
He through though
They thought he was a

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

Of he slouched as the chief white honkey said
Service beyond the of duty
But the first soft thought was passing his mind
My is a mother of a beauty

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

Just about the time he was to break
The V A stopped sending him his
Just a matter of 'cause there was no doubt
About he was going to do next

It ended up one in a grocery store
Gun in hand and cops at the door
And when his battle was over
He lay and broken on the floor

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

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

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

There was a stew burying him in Arlington
So they shipped him in box to
And they kind of stashed him in a in the county plot
The kind we to forget

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