Luyện nghe bài hát Poland Whole/Madam I'm Adam

(Steen) (Spooner/Tubes)

out of
Lead guitar and
of the band comes

Said on baby
Oh God, oh
and white, yeah
Polish
in a bun, in the sun
hit-and-run

Hey man, like, like check out man, really, I mean listen
I was the holes in the acoustic tile ceiling, you know
Mumbling and fumbling them little buttons on my mattress
you know, hold it together
So anyways, my mind strays and the tricks my memory plays
Like fascination and abomination on a biblical stage
Like dancers and singers and a fully landscaped group
and the and whatever and
eatin' like veggie burgers at the snack bar out front
in the lobby, you
So anyways on the same stage is me, like an empty page
That's when I him
Like a director's voice with too echo
I guess he was talkin' to truly, I mean me

Madam, Adam
Ain't no woman, that's had 'im
He's stronger a tree
apple tree over there
Wealthy in his way
Never works, he plays
Sits and cogitates
Right now, he's his garden

Like I had to hear that twice, you know, before I finally
got the
I screamed, "I ain't Adam! I never seen the dude, and I no
either"
So anyways, it's really lookin' bad man, like that
mean he gets mad
Like, might wreck your career with one nod and like cripple
you, you know, for a long time
My legs are shakin', my stomach's knotted, my mind has

I'd run if I could, but you can't hid from him, and besides
jerk my shirt and my trousers
So anyways, in the depths of my dispair, my co-star God,
more than Cher
I screamed, "Make up! Gimme the script--please that chorus
more"

Madam, Adam
Ain't no other woman, that's
stronger than a tree
And he's freshly from clay
in his healthy way
Never works, he plays
around and cogitates
He's inventing the Sin now

Hey madam, that's

Poland Whole--all what's cold