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 there 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 little boy
a smaller piece of stick

You're a lashing, smashing of man
Your sweat shines sweet and
Your organs perfectly
But there's a that's not screwed on

Weren't you at the convention
on nineteen sixty-five
You're the misbred, gray
I've seen heavily

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

now, gentleman
Your love is all I
You'll still be in the when I'm laughing
in my grave

When the old men do the
And the young men all on
And the young eat their mothers meat
From of plasticon

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

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

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