Luyện nghe bài hát Mercenaries

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a slow motion night
In the hot lights
Past time when the folks
Are in bed
On a loose cruise
To recolor your
An' with notions alive
in your head

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

And you past the glow
Of the picture shows
Where the raincoat men
For a to come by
And the in doorways
Who nothing to say
'Cause your is talking
To the that you would try

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

And she's all you're hoping
As her falls open
Give her bread and she you
To a bed on the
the ten million years
And ten billion tears
The armies, have marched
Back from their

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

Play the again
Of the stubble men
That groaning blue
Moans
And you watch as she it
And of course you take it
She's better others
You never paid your for

And used up your booty
And the done her duty
And the turnstile has
And you you are done
And you're on the street
Joining fresh marching
You see more coming
And girl chooses one

And the medic has
Shots for what you have
And leave is all over
back on the line
And you in the trenches
Of the hot wenches
And the things that do
they next give you the time

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