Luyện nghe bài hát Mercenaries

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It's a slow motion
In the hot lights
Past when the good folks
Are in bed
On a loose cruise
To recolor your
An' illegal notions alive
Alive in your

And you are back some war
That been fighting for
Some old blue blood
In a pinstripe suit
And the word your loins
Has your mind in groin
And your back pocket burning blood
With blood money

And you past the glow
Of the picture shows
the raincoat men wait
For a child to by
And the in doorways
Who have to say
'Cause money is talking
To the that you would try

And she owns the
the dead pawnshop clock
She's the to dreams
That you pay to true
She's got no of gold
But that's not she's sold
She just herself doing what she
she has to do

And she's all that hoping
As her coat open
her bread and she leads you
To a bed on the
Where the ten years
And through ten tears
The armies, have marched
Back their wars

She's in that of grace
Before time her face
With a of old wisdoms
And a body still
And she as sweet
As a chaco chit
the butts and the whiskey
Had wasted the of your tongue

Play the again
Of the Grey men
That blue symphony
evermore
And you as she fakes it
And of course you take it
She's than others
You never paid your for

And used up your booty
And the done her duty
And the turnstile has
And you learn you are
And you're back on the
Joining marching feet
You see more soldiers
And girl chooses one

And the medic has
Shots for what you have
And your is all over
You're back on the
And you joke in the
Of the hot wenches
And the things you'll do
they next give you the time

And you're in your army
Back red blood
And you of the girl
As you in the mud
And you know you'd with her
If the deal be made
'Cause you'd be working at love
At love as your