Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

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

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

Sweet Melinda, the peasants her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English and she invites you up 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 housing hill
It's fortune or fame
You must one or the other
Though of them are to be what they claim

And if you're to get silly
You better go back to where you came
Because the cops need you
And man they expect the

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

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