Luyện nghe bài hát Mercenaries

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It's a motion night
In the hot city
Past time the good folks
Are in bed
On a loose jointed
To your blues
An' with notions alive
Alive in head

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

And you past the glow
Of the flicker shows
the raincoat men wait
For a child to by
And the women in
Who nothing to say
your money is talking
To the ones you would try

And she the block
the dead pawnshop clock
She's the answer to
That you pay to true
She's got no heart of
But not what she's sold
She just sees herself what she
she has to do

And she's all you're hoping
As her falls open
Give her and she leads you
To a bed on the
Where the ten years
And through ten tears
The armies, bootmen marched
Back from their

in that state of grace
Before time finds her
With a of old wisdoms
And a body still
And she tastes as
As a child's chaco
the butts and the whiskey
Had wasted the taste of your

Play the again
Of the Grey men
That groaning blue
Moans
And you watch as she it
And of course you take it
She's better others
You paid your money for

And you've up your booty
And the girl's her duty
And the has turned
And you learn you are
And you're back on the
Joining fresh marching
You see soldiers coming
And your girl one

And the has brought
Shots for you have caught
And your is all over
You're on the line
And you in the trenches
Of the hot blooded
And the things you'll do
When they give you the time

And you're in your army
Back shedding red
And you of the girl
As you in the mud
And you know you'd swap her
If the could be made
'Cause you'd rather be working at
At as your trade