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 past the mission house
Where mad old buzzard, the reverend
and flapped
About life after dead

Well, I thought about my friend,
How rolled 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 rains are to stay
And the pissed down upon me
And washed me all away,

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

?Well, the road is and the road is hard
And fall 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
And I on down the road
He went on down the

Well, the moon it exhausted
something you should pity
Spent an
Above the sizzling wires of the

Well, it reminded me of her
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 slum dogs, are barking
The rain on the streets
And the tears that we weep today
Will all be away
By the that we will weep
We'll weep tomorrow

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

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

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

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

wet-lipped women with greasy fists
Crawled the and the walls
And they filled me full of
And they led me the rooms

Naked and and grinning
Until everything black
And I down spinning

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, the road is long and the road is
And fall by the side
But 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 went on the road
He went on the road

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

And I went on that road