Luyện nghe bài hát Gun

Me and my we work on the run
The quick try to get quicker and the creepers get
Now it's you got wasted tonight on the job
One lost his liquor and the other lost his

Ten sticky prints on the door and the sink
But nothin' saw nothin', just the stink
Five hundred and a hundred to one
Four forgotten and the rest won't come

When begun to think like a gun
The of the year has already gone
When you've to think like a gun
The days of the year have gone

(Well)
Blood on the windows and blood on the
Blood on the ceiling and in the halls
And the papers keep on everything I burned
And the people getting but they'll never learn

I picked up a doctor, he's good a knife
Says a waste of his time
Works in a hurry but always
Knows won't be back for a long long time

Top of the staircase was to fall
We were waiting downstairs in the hall
out for big mama, she'll set you on fire
Or go for your neck the chicken wire

When begun to think like a gun
The days of the year have gone
Once begun to think like a gun
The days of the year have already

Mother of plenty, of none
You've got me and still on the run
I don't care nothing you anyway
Stuck in hole I'm on my way

Yeah, when begun to live like a gun
The days of the year have gone
When begun to think like a gun
The days of the year have gone