Luyện nghe bài hát Mercenaries

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

And you are back some war
That you've fighting for
old blue blood bastard
In a dark pinstripe
And the from your loins
Has your mind in your
And your back pocket with blood
With blood money

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

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

And she's all you're hoping
As her coat falls
Give her and she leads you
To a bed on the
the ten million years
And ten billion tears
The armies, bootmen have
from their wars

She's in that state of
time finds her face
With a of old wisdoms
And a body young
And she as sweet
As a child's chaco
Before the butts and the
Had wasted the taste of tongue

Play the music
Of the stubble men
groaning blue symphony
Moans
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 done her duty
And the has turned
And you you are done
And you're back on the
Joining marching feet
You see soldiers coming
And your girl one

And the medic has
Shots for what you caught
And your leave is all
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 back in your army
shedding red blood
And you of the girl
As you in the mud
And you know you'd swap her
If the deal could be
'Cause you'd be working at love
At as your trade