Luyện nghe bài hát One More for Saint Michael

you
Don't know the half of a
Getting
Down at favorite address
Pretty
Cutting in us all
Checking in the stalls
season box seats for the fall

With challenge
To the too weak to
them shaking
With faces drained white
Shooting red
In the early light
Knocking in the night
Flush them out, they'll get off in flight

Angel gel it
And take some notice
Before all the are in
Saint you don't need one more win

Who's that pile of smiles?
Get away you I don't need a tax audit
I haven't made one ha-ha-half all year
I'm a man in the
Who does not need company

Must be old Ed
In a rail stop gin bag rain
Nobody bother me
Comic pee sprays down his knee
I kids about three
goddamn impressive than me

Boards and tin and of gin
And god only knows how many holes he's in
Michael you don't need one more win
Tell 'em Jim, 'em Jim...

Captain Jim throws the prime out
For the time
It's for him now
wild from the stern to the bow
With T'Pring and
I know why call a starship 'she' now

Volunteers the man needs
It's a special mission for a special
Up jump an eager pup
Put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in
Put in a word for me

Oh no my teeth aren't to chatter
That's just them dry crack down
Right down under the
Saint Michael you don't need one win