Luyện nghe bài hát O'Malley's Bar

I am and I am thin of an enviable height
And I've been known to be quite
In a certain angle and in a light

Well, I into O'Malley's
Said, "O'Malley I a thirst"
O'Malley merely at me
Said, "You be the first"

I on the bar and pointed
To a on the shelf
And as poured me out a drink
I and crossed myself

My hand that the time was nigh
And for a moment it slipped from
And it returned, it fairly burned
With confidence

Well, the thunder my steely fist
all the glasses jangle
Oh, when I him, I was so handsome
It was the light, it was the

"Neighbors", I cried, "Friends", I
I my fist upon the bar
I bear no grudge you
And my dick felt long and

I am the man for no God waits
But for which the whole yearns
And I'm by darkness and by blood
And one thousand powder

Well, you know those with the swollen lips
That clean the ocean
I looked at poor O'Malley's wife
That's what I saw

Well, I the barrel under her chin
And her face looked raw and
Her it landed in the sink
With all the dirty

Her daughter, Siobhan
Pulled from dusk till down
And amongst the townfolk she was a bit of a
But she the best beer in town

Well, I swooped magnificent her
As she sat in her grief
Like the Madonna painted on the house wall
In whale's and banana leaf

Her throat in my hands
And I spun heroically
To see Caffrey rising from his
I shot motherfucker down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

I have no free will, I
As I about the murder
Mrs. Holmes, she screamed
You really have heard her

Well, I sang and I laughed, I and I wept
I like a pup
I blew a hole in Mrs. Holmes
And her husband stood up

As he screamed, "You are an man"
And I a while to wonder
If I have no free then how can I
Be culpable, I wonder

I shot Holmes in the stomach
And he sat down
And he weirdly, "No offense"
And then lay the ground

None taken, I to him
To which he a little cough
An with blazing wings I aimed
And his head completely off

I've been lived in town for thirty years
And to no one I am a
And I put new in my gun
Chamber upon

And I turned my gun on the like Mr. Brookes
I of Saint Francis and his sparrows
And as I shot down the youthful
It was Sebastian I of and his arrows

I said, "I want to myself
And I am glad you all came"
And I leapt the bar
And then I out my name

Well, Jerry Bellows, he his stool
Closed his eyes and and laughed
And with an ashtray big as a fucking big brick
I split his skull in

His spilled across the bar
Like a steaming brook
And then I there at it's edge on the counter
Wiped the away and looked

Well, the light in there was
of god and ghosts of truth
And I at Henry Davenport
Who an attempt to move

Well, from the I was standing
Of the strangest I ever saw
The entered through the top of his chest
And blew his bowels out on the

And I down the counter
Showing no
I shot a hole in Carpenter
Recently

But I felt, remorse I had
It clung into thing
From the hair upon my head
To the on my wings

squeezed my hand in it's fraudulent claw
With it's hairless chest
And I glided through the
And the fat man, Vincent West

Who sat in his chair
A man a child
And I raised the gun up to his
style

He no attempt to resist
So fat and and lazy
"Did you know I lived in your street?" I said
And he at me as though I were crazy

Ohh, he said, "I had no idea"
And he grew as quiet as a
And the of the pistol when it went off
Nearly that hat right off the house

Well, I my eye in the mirror
And gave it a long and loving
There stands some of man, I roared
And there did, in the

My hair combed like a raven's wing
My hard and tight
And curling from the end of my gun
Was a mark of cordite

Well, I spun to the left, I to the right
And I spun to the left
Fear me, me, fear me
But no one did 'cause they were

And there were the police sirens wailing
And a bull horn squelched and
"Drop your weapons and out
With your held in the air"

Well, I the chamber of my gun
Saw I had one bullet left
My hand, it looked human
As I raised it to my head

Drop your and come on out
Keep your hands above your
I had one one long think about dying
And did exactly what said

There must have been fifty out there
In a circle O'Malley's bar
"Don't shoot", I cried, "I'm a man unarmed"
So put me in their car

And they sped me from that terrible scene
And I out of the window
Saw O'Malley's bar, saw the and the cars
And I counting on my fingers

One, two, three,
bar, O'Malley's bar
O'Malley's bar, bar
O'Malley's bar, bar