Luyện nghe bài hát Mary On The Mend

By rights we should have choking
On every word the preacher had us
A stiff drink and napkins in hand bag
The first aid of a three-time

you home down through the subway
Where thrills are and the kids roll down walls like paint
Gods been rubbing their backs on your window
Your summers are haunted with memories of sick strays

Pick up your chin a Saint on the mend
On a burnt out estate of bones that dont bend
back stealing hearts pulling through brand fire new

Mary a-diving in at the deep end
At the sliding doors of the 13th she prays
She says night fall on the weekend
When tempers are high and all those frustrations

Pick up your chin a Saint on the mend
On a burnt out estate of bones that dont bend
Coming back stealing pulling through brand fire new

Pick up your chin theres a Saint on the
On a burnt out estate born of bones that bend
Coming back stealing pulling through brand fire new

Im hit, Im down, Im done, Im dusted, Im
I am weak as a kitten, strapped to the tracks of a train
I have with the drunks
And dodged all filthy old whispers

But baby, go give 'em and tell 'em
It came with a name brand new