Luyện nghe bài hát Rash of Robberies

Solarium lookin' for the stereo
Wanted to save being excommunicated from the area, okay
In the city said, he cut a of wood
No than a thimble but still plenty good, it's okay

'Cause it's just a bump on a of robberies
On account of the worlds economy makin' us sick
Go get the man who he's on to me
He thinks in the kitchen with our sticks

But he don't that Paris is burnin' down
You'd never know it in town
The walkin' around
Like he's got for you

as Cassius never become the killin' machine
Run him over ruff shod 'til he bleeds army out, so devout
To the saint that lost his he never seen
rosary out devout

'Cause it's just a on a rash of robberies
In a world too sad for Solomon we sit
watch your economy
I'll tell you when the police have it

See is burnin' down
You'd never know it in town
The walkin' around
Like he's got for you

So a minute to laugh it over
We'll sure it's all true
Just like she
Behind the last December eve

falls 40 feet caught by a street cleaner
Coming home the union hall, he saw the fall, it's okay
JP Sousa a radio, a radio
Sousa found a place to go, a in his head that said

It's just a bump on a of robberies
An old sand lot anomaly that's this day
In a world too sad for
We're just sitting in the kitchen our stray

But Paris is down
The are walkin' around
make sure
That they do by you

So you think you go to Beatrice
though the letter was never found
Maybe it will tomorrow noon

She is her fallen saint to
Please return her straitlaced
Who don't who she is
He don't who she is

are you my sweet Desmond Doss?
Have you softly gone to
I've brought you your 2 2 dollar bills back

But I'm not waitin' for sweet
She can her watercolors back
I them on last December eve

You look strangely so familiar
The way you of supper time
But I don't who she is
know who she is

And you, you bring this stranger
At the foot of pile on Gideon's bed
She gave me a motorbike

So go and this to sweet Eliza
It was written and given to
The courier arrival soon

Could you hold me one more older?
I'll go as your fallen fighter
Waitin' at the door, can't see you

Here my dear a sweet
In a letter sent to
I will for you to just humble me home