Luyện nghe bài hát Hole In The Bucket

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I 9 to 5 but it starts in the P.M.
And I love the so I step out in the A.M.
The street is black and from the nightly rainin'
The glory of the light it brings

Morning's fresh oxygen
I take a deep hit my mind stay the greenest
I'm wake so I'm not drinkin' coffee
Don't wanna cigarette, 'cause it's a of slavery

I walk into the store 'cause I need a few
The sun heats the like a hit of vitamins
As I need to buy some food and poo for my dreads
I remember why but I need a spool of thread

Well a man with dreads, he steps around the comer
He me for a dime, a nickel or a quarter
I don't have any change so I'm steppin'
But as I'm walkin' past he to me a song

a hole in the bucket dear Liza
There's a hole in the bucket dear Liza, dear
There's a hole in the bucket dear Liza, dear Liza,
a hole in the bucket dear Liza, dear Liza

The day is pickin' up cause I'm his song
The buses and the people all movin' along
To the I say, "what's up?"
And I'm thinkin' about the man who's up the cup

I pay for all the stuff and get a of change
Well I give it to the man's the question in my brain
gonna happen if I give the man a dime?
I don't pay for another brothers wine

What's gonna if I give the man a quarter?
Will he a dealer and try to place an order?
What's gonna if I give the man a nickel
Will he buy some or some pork that's been pickled?

I'm not responsible for the depression
How can I find in the midst of recession?
How come all these questions keep fuckin' my head
And I still can't why I need a spool of thread

'Cause there's a hole in the bucket dear
There's a in the bucket dear Liza, dear Liza
There's a hole in the bucket Liza
a hole in the bucket dear Liza, dear Liza

He's in my eyes just as I'm walkin' past
I'm tryin to him 'cause I know he's gonna ask
Me about the coinage is in my pocket
But I don't know if I should put it in his

I right past him to think about it more
Back at the crib I'm up the door
A pocketful of change it mean a lot to me
My cup is half full but his is

I put back on my cap and I headin' back
I reach into my pocket and I a heart attack
as I'm diggin' deep I scream, "Oh no"
There's in the pocket but a great big hole

While I was busy if he would buy smack
The jingle in my pocket it through the cracks
No one has the and it's fuckin' up my head
But now I no the why I had to buy the thread

a hole in the bucket dear Liza
I said, "There's a in the bucket dear Liza, dear Liza"
There's a hole in the dear Liza
There's a hole in the bucket dear Liza, dear

a hole, there's a hole
There's a hole, a
a hole, there's a hole
There's a hole
There's a bigger dear Liza, dear Liza
a hole in the bucket
Hole in the
Liza, dear Liza