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 when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some women there
And they'll really make a 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 even say what it is I got

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

Well, up on housing project
It's fortune or fame
You pick one or the other
Though neither of are to be what they claim

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

Now all the they just stand around and boast
How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms into his post
And picking up who just arrived here 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 harder
Everybody said they'd 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 I've had enough