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

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

And I past beside the house
Where that mad old buzzard, the
and flapped
About life after dead

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

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

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

?Well, the is long and the road is hard
And fall by the side
But Papa won't leave you,
So there ain't no to cry?

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

Well, the it looked exhausted
Like something you pity
an age-spotted
Above the wires of the city

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Naked and and grinning
Until everything black
And I down spinning

I awoke so drunk and of rage
That I hardly speak
A fag in a whale-bone
Draping his across my cheek

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

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

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

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

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

Well, if you your 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 I went on down the road
He went on down the

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

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

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

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

And I went on down that