Luyện nghe bài hát God Loves A Drunk

Will there be any bartenders up there in
the pubs never close, will the glass never drain
No D.T.'s and no shakes and no horrors
The very next you feel right as rain

'Cause God a drunk, the lowest of men

Like the dogs in the street and the in the pen
But a drunk's trying to get free of his body
And soar like an eagle high up there in
His shouts and his they are just hymns and praises
To kick-start his now and then

O God loves a drunk, come raise up glasses, Amen

Does God really care for life in the suburbs?
A dull little life of dull little things
Bring up the to be just like Daddy
And maybe be there when He gives out the wings

But God loves a drunk, although he's a
How he in his pants and he falls off his stool
And he can't hear the insults and go by him
As he in the doorway and he sings Sally Racket
He feel the cold rain beat down on his body
And soak his clothes to the skin

O God loves a drunk, raise up your glasses, Amen

Will there be any pen-pushers up in Heaven?
Does clerking and wage-slaving win you God's
I pity you worms with your and pensions
If you that'll get you to the kingdom above

But God a drunk, although he's a clown
You can't but laugh as he gags and falls down
But he don't give a cuss for what think of him
He screams at his demons alone in the
He's staying alive for just one pint bottle
you throw him a few pennies, friend

God a drunk, for ever and ever, Amen