Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

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

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

Sweet Melinda, the peasants her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English and she you up into her room
And so kind and careful not to go to her too soon
And she takes your and she leaves you howling at the moon

Well, up on project hill
It's either or fame
You must one or the other
Though neither of them are to be they claim

And if looking to get silly
You better go to from where you came
Because the don't need you
And man they expect the

Now all the authorities 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 and she left looking just like a ghost

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