Luyện nghe bài hát Memo From Turner

Didn't I see you down in San
On a hot and night?
We eating eggs in Sammy's
When the black man drew his knife

Aw, you that Jew in Rampton
As he washed his shirt
You know, that gentlemen
The one we all Kurt

now, gentleman
I know some mistake
How forgetful I'm
Now you fixed your straight

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

a lashing, smashing hunk of man
Your sweat shines and strong
Your working perfectly
But there's a part not screwed on

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

You're the great, gray man whose licks
Policemen's clean
You're the man who behind the man
Who works the soft

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

the old men do the fighting
And the young men all on
And the girls eat their mothers meat
From tubes of

Be of these my gentle friends
Of all the you breed
They have a tasty
They eat the hands that

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

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