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

I out walking the other day
The heat hung wet my neck
My it rung with screams and groans
the night I spent amongst her bones

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

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

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

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

Well, the road is 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 down the
He on down the road
And I went on the road
He on down the road

Well, the it looked exhausted
Like something you should
Spent an
the sizzling wires of the city

Well, it me of her face
And her bleached and hungry
Her hair was a curtain
Falling open the laughter

And with the lies
And the ghost of her still on
Though she's passed me
And is

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

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

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

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

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

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

Naked and and grinning
Until went black
And I came down

I awoke so drunk and of rage
I could hardly speak
A fag in a corset
Draping his dick across my

Well it's into the
And into a guilt
And it's into the fucking
And the walls ran red me
A arterial spray saying

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, the road is and the road is hard
And many 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
Oh, yeah, I went on the road
He went on the road

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

And I went on down road