Luyện nghe bài hát Gold Tooth

The air is turning outside
It's a in a brothel for the third time
The gold tooth of a man
A white glove in a purse at the bottom of the sea

The day is turning outside
All aspiration face down in the
A pro in the with a red-moon sky
The last drag of patience on a celibate

The light is hot inside
It's a butcher in the slaughterhouse
A mule with a razor and a swagger in his
in the corner taking a leak against the wall

My heart is turning black
Stealing from the army shaking bells at the
A hand in a of creosote
Rusty junkyard nails sticking straight up through the

The breath has gone away from this
It's a dog in the car in the
A window in a hurricane
A furnace exploding in the cellar, by the jars

My dream will come to this house
It's a kid who to shut up
A sheep dog playing 84 bones
A fast, red Ferrari in a garage

Let me keep my gold
Let me keep my gold