Luyện nghe bài hát John Finn's Wife

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( Henry's [Mute, 1992] )

Well the night was and the night was dark
And I was at the old dance-hall on the of town
Some big ceremony was down
Dancers and squirmed and then,
Came and then writhed again
Like squirming on a pin
In the and in the din
Yes, in the and in the din
I fell to thinking about brand new wife of mad John
Well, came and clock did strike
And in she came, did John wife
With legs scissors and butcher's knives
A tattooed breast and flaming
And a carnation in her teeth
her way through the dance floor
And I'm over by the bandstand
eye gaping on John Finn's wife
Yeah, every eye gaping on John wife
Now John wife was something of a mystery
In a town to share a sworn secret was a solemn duty
I had brass knuckles and a bolo
Over near the bandstand with Finn's wife
She got perfumed breasts and hair
Sprinkled with confettis
And a of garrotters were all giving me stares
Armed, as were, with machetes
And the through the window was full of lights
Winking and awatching at John Finns'
Winking and awatching at John wife
came the cops, all out on the town
But it look like no trouble there
As they had for the bar in their suits
And I slip my hand the things of John Finn's wife
And they to yawn awake, her things
It was a warm and ferocious night
The full of blood and light
And my eyes grew small and my eyes tight
As I plotted in the ear of John wife
Enter John Finn in his suit
With his quick black and black cheroot
With his filled-down teeth and a boot
And his fists full of in his pockets
Aiming at me and aiming at his
The band fall silent fearing for their
And fear in my guts like tangled twine
Cause all I got is brass knuckles and a knife
And mad John Finns' is all
And the of us walk out of the hall
Now the night bore upon us all
You could hear the crickets in the call
And guns did flare and did bawl
And I planted my knife in the neck
Of mad Finn. I took his wretched life
Now I'm near the bandstand
Every hand moving on Finns' wife
Every hand moving on Finns' wife
And John wife
Took all the down
From her
And threw on the ground
And the did hum
And the did buzz around
Poor John
Lying dead upon the
Lying dead upon the