Luyện nghe bài hát Potter's Field

Buy me a drink and I'll tell you I seen
And I'll you a bargain from the edge of a maniac's dream
That buys a black widow spider with a in his yarn
That's clinging to the of a blind man's brow

I'll start talking from the of a thimble full of whiskey
On a train through the Bronx that take you just as far
As the of a bottle to the highway of a scar
stretched across the blacktop of my cheek like that

And then ducks beneath the of a fugitive's hat
You'll learn why liquor a stool pigeon rat on every face
ever left his shadow down on Saint Marks place

Hell, I'd double cross my mother if it was that they payed
And so an bird says Nightstick's on the hit parade
He ain't got a and his days are numbered
And you'll him down like a dog

Well, it's a customer, you're getting in this trade
'Cause the Nightstick's pumps lemonade
And whiskey keeps a man talkin' alright
And I'm the only one who knows just where he stayed night

He was in a wreckin' in a switchblade storm
In a wheelbarrow with nothing but to keep him warm
And a half a million dollars in bills
Was the Nightstick's blanket in a February

And as the drove a crooked sky
Beneath a black halo
He was dealin' high in the mud
And stackin' the deck a dragnet's eye

A shivering in a miserable heap
the siren for a lullaby singing him to sleep
He was bleeding a buttonhole
Torn by a slug, fired the barrel of a two dollar gun

That scorched a on the grip of a punk by now
Is learnin' what you have to pay to be a hero

He dressed the hole in his gut with a hundred dollar
A king's ransom for a bedspread don't amount to nuthin'
Just cobweb strings on a busted
And the Nightstick leaned on a black
With the of a junkie's broken promise on his lip

He in the shadows screaming I ain't never been afraid
And he out every street light on the promenade
Past the frozen ham and eggers at the arcade
And throwin' out handfuls of a blood stained
They were dead in their tracks at the gallery

And they fired off a gun salute
And from the of his eye, he caught the alabaster orbs
And a dime a dance hall girl and stuffed a thousand dollar bill
In her blouse and caught the and unusual punishment of her smile

And the Nightstick winked beneath a brim
Ain't no one seen hide nor of him see
No one but a on Riker's Island and me

And so if you're mad enough to listen to a of whiskey blind man
Then you're mad enough to look beyond bloodhounds dare to go
If you want to know just where the hidin' out
You be down at the ferry landin', oh, say bout half past a nightmare

When it's on a clock you tell 'em Nickels sentcha
Whiskey makes him talk

You ask for Charon with the mud on his kicks
the skipper of the deadline steamer
And she sails from the across the river Styx
And a just a ticket for a dreamer

'Cause when the vane's sleepin' and the moon turns his back
You crawl on your 'long the railroad tracks
And cross your heart and hope to die and stick a in your eye
'Cause he'd cut my heart out if he found out that I squealed

'Cause you see a scarecrow, it's a hoodlum
Who marked the cards he dealed
And pulled a switch
Out on the of Potter's Field