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 rung with and groans
From the night I spent her bones

And I passed beside the mission
that mad old buzzard, the reverend
Shrieked and
About life after dead

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

Circling his and I bellowed at the firmament
Looks like the are hear to stay
And the rain down upon me
And me all away, saying

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

Well, the road is and the road is hard
And fall by the side
But Papa leave you, Henry
So there no need to cry

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

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

Well, it me of her face
And her and hungry eyes
Her hair was like a
Falling open with the

And closing with the
And the ghost of her lingers on
Though she's through me
And is

Well, the dogs, they are barking
The children on the streets
And the tears that we will today
all be washed away
By the tears that we will
We'll weep tomorrow

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

For the road is long and the road is
And many by the side, side
But Papa won't you, Henry
So there no need to cry

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

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

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

Naked and and grinning
Until everything went
And I down spinning

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

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

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

Well, the night is dark and the is deep
And its jaws are wide
Well Papa won't you, Henry
So there no need to cry

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

It's the season where I'm living
Death leaping out of every doorway
you for your money, for your clothes
And for nothing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I went on down road