Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

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

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

Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good 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 you howling at the moon

Well, up on project hill
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 from where you
Because the cops need you
And man they the same

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

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