Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

When you're in the rain in Juarez and it's Easter time too
And your gravity and negativity won't pull you through
Don't put on any airs when you're on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some women there
And they'll make a mess out of you

Well, if you see Saint Annie tell her thanks a lot
I cannot move and my fingers they are all in a
I have the strength to get up and take another shot
And my best friend the doctor won't even say it is I got

Sweet Melinda, the call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English and she invites you up her room
And you're so kind and careful not to go to her too
And she takes voice and she leaves you howling at the moon

Well, up on housing project
either fortune or fame
You must one or the other
Though neither of are to be what they claim

And if you're looking to get
You better go back to where you came
Because the cops don't you
And man they expect the

Now all the they just stand around and boast
How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms leaving his post
And picking up Angel who just arrived from the coast
Who looked so fine at first and she left looking like a ghost

Well, I started out on burgundy but soon hit the stuff
Everybody said they'd stand beside me the game got rough
But the joke was on me there was nobody even there to
I'm going back to New York City, I do I've had enough