Luyện nghe bài hát Johnny Ryall

Johnny is the bum on my stoop
I him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh watch
He's even more over than the Ed Koch
Washing on the Bowery at a quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's no more
Living on borrowed time and borrowed
Sleepin' on the street there a damn thing funny
Hand me food and hand me down clothes
A rockabilly past of which nobody
Makes his all over the place
He goes to sleep by down on his face
known as the leader of the homeless
Sometimes and he's always phoneless
on the street in a cardboard box
He's better off drinkin' smokin' the rocks
Ryall, Johnny Ryall

He drinks he lies
covered with flies
He's got the me down Pumas and the tie dyes
Go upstate and get your head
Thunderbird is the and you're light as a feather
at the flop house no booze allowed
Remember the good old days with the rockabilly
Memphis is he's from
He in the street but he's no bum
A star from the days of old
He used to have teeth all filled gold
A platinum voice but only records
On the was boots on the drums was checkers
Luis with the Gucci guitar
Johnny
Who do you you are
Ryall, Johnny Ryall

Donald Trump Donald Tramp living in the Men's
Wonder Bread bag shoes and Helter Skelter
He asks for a dollar you know it's for
Bottle bottle he'll always need more
He's no less than you working class stiffs
a lot of liquor but he don't drink piss
Paid his dues the blues
He that he wrote the Blue Suede Shoes
shaved his head when he went into the army
That's y'all his name is

Johnny Ryall, Johnny