Luyện nghe bài hát Rash of Robberies

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

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

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

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

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

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

So take a minute to it over
We'll make sure it's all
Just she said
Behind the last December eve

Baby falls 40 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 radio in his head said

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

But Paris is burnin'
The are walkin' around
make sure
That do right by you

So you think you go to Beatrice
Even the letter was never found
Maybe it will come noon

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

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

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

You strangely quite so familiar
The way you talk of supper
But I know 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 needlepoint

So go and this to sweet Eliza
It was and gently given to
The courier pendin' arrival

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

Here my dear a sweet
In a sent to December
I wait for you to just humble me home