Luyện nghe bài hát Mercenaries

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It's a slow night
In the hot lights
Past when the good folks
Are in bed
On a jointed cruise
To your blues
An' with illegal alive
in your head

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

And you walk the glow
Of the flicker picture
Where the men wait
For a child to by
And the women in
Who have to say
'Cause your money is
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 of gold
But not what she's sold
She just sees herself doing 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
Where the ten years
And through ten billion
The armies, bootmen marched
Back from wars

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

Play the music
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 paid your money for

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

And the medic has
Shots for you have caught
And your is all over
back on the line
And you joke in the
Of the hot blooded
And the that you'll do
they next give you the time

And you're back in your
shedding red blood
And you dream of the
As you in the mud
And you know swap with her
If the could be made
'Cause rather be working at love
At as your trade