Luyện nghe bài hát Rash of Robberies

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

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

But he don't know that is burnin' down
never know it in this town
The governor's around
he's got tricks for you

Catch as Cassius never become the killin'
Run him over ruff shod 'til he army green out, so devout
To the saint that lost his he never seen
Semi-automatic rosary out

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

See Paris is burnin'
You'd never know it in town
The governor's around
Like got tricks for you

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

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

It's just a bump on a rash of
An old sand lot anomaly savin' this day
In a too sad for sodomy
We're sitting in the kitchen with our stray

But Paris is down
The governors are walkin'
We'll sure
they do right by you

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

She is askin' her saint to
Please return her fighter
Who know who she is
He know who she is

Where are you my sweet Desmond
you softly gone to winter?
Here brought you your 2 2 dollar bills back

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

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

And you, you this beloved stranger
At the foot of this pile on bed
She me a needlepoint motorbike

So go and take this to Eliza
It was written and gently to
The pendin' arrival soon

Could you hold me just one more
Then I'll go as your fallen
at the door, can't see you anymore

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