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
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

now, gentleman
I know there's some
How I'm becoming
Now you fixed business straight

I remember you in Hemlock
In nineteen
a faggy little leather boy
With a smaller of stick

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

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

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

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

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

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
Boys be boys and play with toys
So be with your beast

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