Luyện nghe bài hát Candidate

I'll make you a deal, any other candidate
pretend we're walking home 'cause your 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 much fun the poisonous people
rumors and lies and stories they made up
Some make you sing and some make you
One makes you wish that you'd never been
But there's a shop on the that's selling pappier mache
Making bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, clay
If you want it, boys, get it here,

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

On floor, in the back of a car
In the cellar a church with the door ajar
Well, I guess we've be looking 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 shaking in

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