Luyện nghe bài hát Mercenaries

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It's a slow night
In the hot city
Past time when the good
Are in bed
On a loose jointed
To recolor blues
An' with illegal notions
Alive in your

And you are from some war
you've been fighting for
Some old blood bastard
In a dark suit
And the word from your
Has your mind in groin
And your pocket burning with blood
With blood loot

And you walk past the
Of the picture shows
Where the men wait
For a to come by
And the in doorways
Who nothing 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
you pay to come true
She's got no heart of
But that's not what she's
She just sees herself doing she
she has to do

And she's all that you're
As her falls open
Give her bread and she you
To a bed on the
the ten million years
And through ten billion
The armies, bootmen marched
Back their wars

in that state of grace
Before finds her face
With a mind of old
And a body young
And she as sweet
As a child's chit
the butts and the whiskey
Had wasted the of your tongue

Play the music
Of the Grey men
That blue symphony
Moans
And you as she fakes it
And of course you just it
She's better others
You never your money for

And you've used up booty
And the done her duty
And the has turned
And you you are done
And back on the street
Joining fresh feet
You see soldiers coming
And girl chooses one

And the has brought
Shots for you have caught
And your leave is all
You're back on the
And you joke in the
Of the hot blooded
And the that you'll do
When next give you the time

And back 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 could be made
'Cause you'd rather be at love
At love as your