Luyện nghe bài hát Memo From Turner

Didn't I see you in San Antone
On a hot and dusty
We eating eggs in Sammy's
the black man there drew his knife

Aw, you drowned Jew in Rampton
As he washed his shirt
You know, that Spanish-speaking
The one we all called

Come now,
I there's some mistake
How I'm becoming
Now you fixed your business

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

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

Weren't you at the convention
Back on nineteen
the misbred, gray executive
I've seen advertised

You're the great, gray man whose daughter
Policemen's buttons
You're the man who squats the man
Who works the machine

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

When the old men do the
And the men all look on
And the young girls eat their meat
tubes of plasticon

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

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

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