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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Naked and cold and
everything went black
And I down spinning

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

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

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

?Well, the night is dark and the night is
And its jaws are open
Well 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 on down the road

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

Entire towns washed away
Favelas exploding on spillways
And the lynch-mobs, death squads, babies being born brains
The mad heat and the rains

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I went on down road