Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

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

Well, if you see Saint Annie please her thanks a lot
I move and my fingers they are all in a knot
I don't have the strength to get up and 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 English and she invites you up into her room
And you're so kind and not to go to her too soon
And she takes your voice and she leaves you howling at the

Well, up on housing project
It's either fortune or
You must pick one or the
Though neither of them are to be what they

And if you're to get silly
You better go back to from where you
the cops don't need you
And man expect the same

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

Well, I started out on but soon hit the harder stuff
Everybody said they'd stand me when the game got rough
But the joke was on me there was even there to bluff
I'm going to New York City, I do believe I've had enough