Luyện nghe bài hát Memo From Turner

Didn't I see you in San Antone
On a hot and night?
We were eating eggs in
the black man there drew his knife

Aw, you drowned Jew in Rampton
As he his sleeveless shirt
You know, Spanish-speaking gentlemen
The one we all Kurt

now, gentleman
I know there's mistake
How I'm becoming
Now you fixed your business

I remember you in Road
In nineteen
You're a faggy leather boy
With a smaller piece of

You're a lashing, hunk of man
Your shines sweet and strong
Your working perfectly
But there's a part that's not on

Weren't you at the Coke
on nineteen sixty-five
You're the misbred, executive
I've seen advertised

You're the great, gray man daughter licks
Policemen's buttons
the man who squats behind the man
Who the soft machine

now, gentleman
Your is all I crave
You'll be in the circus when I'm laughing
Laughing in my

the old men do the fighting
And the men all look on
And the young girls eat their meat
From of plasticon

Be wary of my gentle friends
Of all the you breed
have a tasty habit
They eat the hands bleed

So who you say you are
And keep your clean
will be boys and play with toys
So be with your beast

Oh dear, don'tcha think it's queer
So stop me if you
The baby is dead, my lady
"You gentlemen, why you all for me?"