Luyện nghe bài hát Candidate

I'll make you a deal, like any other
We'll pretend we're walking home 'cause future's at stake
My set is amazing, it smells like a street
There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and friend
Someone on the wall "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses"
Who wrote up in other bars

I'm having so fun with the poisonous people
Spreading rumors and lies and stories made up
Some make you sing and some make you
One makes you wish you'd never been seen
But there's a shop on the corner that's pappier mache
Making faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius clay
If you it, boys, get it here, thing

So you scream out of
"I want you! I need you! out there? Any time?"
Tres butch number whines, "Hey dirty, I want you
it's good, it's really good, and when it's bad I go to pieces"
If you want it, boys, get it here,
Well, on the street you live I could not hold up my head
For I put all I have in bed

On floor, in the back of a car
In the cellar like a with the door ajar
Well, I guess we've must be for a different kind
But we can't stop trying 'till we up our minds
'Til the sun drips on the seedy young knights
Who press you on the ground while in fright

I guess we could cruise down one more
you by my side, it should be fine
We'll buy some and watch a band
Then jump in the holding hands