Luyện nghe bài hát Gold For Bread

Im a broke down wreck with a ball and
Just sitting in the with my fortune and fame
Theres a in a mask and he's calling my name
a midget on his back,
Hes waiting for the midnight

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

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

the militarized mistress yeah you sink like a stone
Well Im out here on the sidewalk where the buffalo
I can see it in your crystal dancing in a storm
dusty through the kitchen
While standing in your high heels in your hall

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

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

Yeah theres choice you gotta make and itll cut to the coil
Like a preacher throwing dice instead of seeds on the
Theres a lady and her lover and theyre in oil
Slipping down the cracks
With the attack and a face full of

were pulling up stakes
Gotta up the car
Get my right back
Do some air

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