Luyện nghe bài hát Papa Won't Leave You, Henry

I went out walking the day
The heat hung wet around my
My head it with screams and groans
From the night I spent amongst her

And I beside the mission house
Where that mad old buzzard, the
and flapped
About life after you're

Well, I about my friend, Michel
How rolled him in linoleum
And shot him in the neck
A halo, like a think-bubble

Circling his head and I at the firmament
Looks like the rains are to stay
And the rain pissed upon me
And washed me all away,

Papa won't you, Henry
won't leave you, boy
Papa leave you, Henry
won't leave you, boy

Well, the road is long and the road is
And fall by the side
But Papa won't you, Henry
So ain't no need to cry

And I went on the road
He on down the road
And I went on down the
He went on down the

Well, the it looked exhausted
Like you should pity
Spent an
Above the sizzling of the city

Well, it reminded me of her
And her bleached and hungry
Her hair was like a
open with the laughter

And closing the lies
And the of her still lingers on
she's passed through me
And is

Well, the slum dogs, they are
The rain children on the
And the that we will weep today
Will all be away
By the tears that we weep
weep again tomorrow

Papa won't leave you,
won't leave you, boy
Papa won't leave you,
won't leave you, boy

For the is long and the road is hard
And many fall by the side,
But won't leave you, Henry
So there ain't no to cry

And I went on the road
He went on down the
Oh, yeah, I on down the road
He went on the road

And I came a little house
A house upon a hill
And I entered through and the hissed
Into the house its blood-red bowels

Where wet-lipped women greasy fists
Crawled the and the walls
And filled me full of drink
And they led me round the

Naked and cold and
Until everything went
And I down spinning

I so drunk and full of rage
That I hardly speak
A fag in a corset
his dick across my cheek

Well it's into the
And into a guilt
And it's the fucking fray
And the ran red around me
A warm spray saying

Papa leave you, Henry
Papa won't you, boy
won't leave you, Henry
Papa leave you, boy

Well, the night is and the night is deep
And its are open wide
Well Papa leave you, Henry
So there ain't no to cry

And I went on down the
He went on the road
Oh, yeah, I on down the road
He went on the road

It's the season where I'm living
comes leaping out of every doorway
Wasting you for money, for your clothes
And for your

Entire being washed away
Favelas on inflammable spillways
And the lynch-mobs, death squads, babies born without brains
The mad heat and the rains

Well, if you stick your arm that hole
It comes out sheared off to the
And her kisses bubbling on my lips
I swiped the and I nearly missed

And then I went on the road
He went on down the

won't leave you, Henry
Papa leave you, boy
Papa won't you, Henry
won't leave you, boy

Well, the is long and the road is hard
And many fall by the
But Papa won't you, Henry
So there ain't no to cry

And I went on the road
He on down the road
Oh, yeah, I went on down the
He went on the road

beneath my heavy load
Under his load
Yeah, I went on that road
He went on the road

And I went on that road