Luyện nghe bài hát Pressman

By the light of I'll sit to type
My on tab at my side
I don't see the sun these days
tan covers my hide

How much impact shall I have time?
My goal today is to the deadline
I write between the lines, I with fantasy, I report the facts
Give to me, please

Ham and egg salad on white bread me company on nights like this
Pack of mentholated cigarettes keeps my air nice and
When I write, words like coins from a candy box
Get out of my way, got something to say

The is beating louder now, the pulse is beating louder now
The cramps in my hands more intense with each
Tik, tik, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap on the
My life is at an end, so it seems to be

Why don't I trample on your lawn today?
I'll take the skies of blue and turn 'em skies of gray
I write between the lines, I deal fantasy, I am the pressman
me

Mother always told, "Never stay too far home"
The little lady said, "Boy, you'll never have to be
'Cause you build fountain pen
You the memory stain, you are the pressman
up straight, boy"