Luyện nghe bài hát Madame Geneva's

I'm a maker of right pretty
I write em right here in the
You can buy all over the city
for a penny a sheet

I'm a word out of the printers
Out of the of Gin Lane
write up a scene on a counter
Confessions and in the main
Boys, confession and in the main

Then find me in Madame Geneva's
the demons at bay
There's nothin gin for drownin them in
But they'll always be on a hangin day
On a day

They come rattlin the cobbles
sit on their coffins of black
Some are dumb, some gabble
on brandy or sack

The pews are all of fine fellows
And the hawker has set up her
As they're turnin em off at the
She'll be sellin under the drop
Boys, sellin right under the

Then you'll find me in Madame
Keepin the at bay
nothin like gin for drownin them in
But they'll always be back on a day
On a day