Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

When you're in the rain in Juarez when it's Easter time, too
And your gravity fails and negativity don't pull you
put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there and they really make a mess you

Now, if you see Annie, please tell her thanks a lot
I move, my fingers are all in a knot
I don't have the strength to get up and another shot
And my best friend, my doctor, won't say what it is I've got

Sweet Melinda, the call her the goddess 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 and leaves you howling at the moon

Up on Project Hill, it's either fortune or fame
You pick one or the other, though neither of them are to be what they claim
If you're lookin' to get silly, you better go back to from where you
Because the cops don't need you, and man, expect the same

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

I started out on but soon hit the harder stuff
Everybody said stand behind 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 I've had