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 rung screams and groans
From the night I amongst her bones

And I past beside the mission
that mad old buzzard, the reverend
Shrieked and
life after you're dead

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

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

?Papa won't you, Henry
won't 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 Papa leave you, Henry
So there ain't no need to

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

Well, the moon it exhausted
Like something you pity
Spent an
the sizzling wires of the city

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

And closing with the
And the of her still lingers on
Though passed through me
And is

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

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

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

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

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

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

Naked and and grinning
everything went black
And I down spinning

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

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

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

?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 went on down the
He on down the road

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

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

Well, if you stick your arm into that
It comes out off to the bone
And with her kisses 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 won't you, boy

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

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

And I went on down road