Luyện nghe bài hát Political Scientist

He is water from the faucet, from the river
From the tributary it comes through pipes
Outside his he sees
The water supposed to be clean
By the chemicals polluted by the candy lines

Someplace on the edge of
Someplace on the of town
Is where live
Political

So now she is on her hands and her knees
She is dirtying her jeans, choking on her own
With a pen she writes
The in someone's restaurant
This place is inconvenient for my

She forgets to it anyway
She to write it anyway
The government the cocaine
Political

There's no
no guarantees
There's no

Banging hard a crooked drum
She feels them down
Salvation army houses back in
Her husband's divorced but he her that way of course
he needs her just like he needs medicine

She to write him anyway
She to write him anyway
What's red and white and over
Political scientist, political
scientist, political scientist

There's no
no guarantees
There's no
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