Luyện nghe bài hát Gold For Bread

Im a down wreck with a ball and chain
sitting in the kitchen with my fortune and fame
Theres a monkey in a mask and calling my name
a midget on his back,
Hes waiting for the midnight

Cause pulling up stakes
load up the car
Get my right back
Do air guitar

Cause Im from the air-jets
of my head
On my bed
With a leg of lead
We're trading gold for

Well the militarized mistress you sink like a stone
Well Im out here on the sidewalk where the roam
I can see it in your crystal dancing in like a
Blowing through the kitchen
While youre standing in your high heels in your

Cause were pulling up
Gotta up the car
Get my beat back
Do some air

Cause Im running from the
Inside of my
On my bed
a leg full of lead
We're gold for bread

Yeah theres this choice you gotta make and cut to the coil
Like a preacher dice instead of seeds on the soil
a lady and her lover and theyre covered in oil
Slipping down through the
With the attack and a face full of

were pulling up stakes
Gotta up the car
Get my beat back
Do air guitar

Im running from the air-jets
Inside of my
On my bed
With a leg full of
trading gold for bread