Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

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

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

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

Well, up on project hill
either fortune or fame
You must pick one or the
neither of them are to be what they claim

And if you're to get silly
You better go back to from you came
the cops 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 into his post
And picking up Angel who just arrived here from the
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 beside me when the game got
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