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

I went out the other day
The hung wet around my neck
My head it rung with screams and
the night I spent amongst her bones

And I passed beside the house
Where mad old buzzard, the reverend
Shrieked and
About life you're dead

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

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

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

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

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

Well, the moon it looked
Like something you pity
Spent an
Above the sizzling of the city

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

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

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

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

For the is long and the road is hard
And many fall by the side,
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 on down the road

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

Where women with greasy fists
Crawled the ceilings and the
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 could speak
A fag in a whale-bone
Draping his 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 warm arterial saying

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

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

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

It's the rainy 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, squads, babies being born without brains
The mad heat and the rains

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I went on down road