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 that Jew in
As he washed his shirt
You know, that gentlemen
The one we all called

Come now,
I know there's mistake
How I'm becoming
Now you your business straight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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