Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Deal

I made a spike nine o'clock on a Saturday
All hit me as I walked into the bar
Inside then the guys were in the denim dudes
A couple cards played stuff, New York, fire island

I the joint, straining at the scenes

I moseyed up to the counter and the came a-grinnin'
I the smile off his face and scowled "Give me a bourbon"
The mirror on the wall was and reflecting
All the heavy bodies ducking, eager for some action
The scene screwed me up, I saw contact

Then the big boys, saw me and knew
I'd had too much, around, statues alive, seconds are hours

Sacks like a hurricane, wrapped in and
I was holding on to this flying body symphony
I guess I in pictures, not colors
The true free expression I demand is human rights,

I my life, I am immortal

I'm no loss, I'm going no loss
I'm going no loss, I'm going no

Nightmare, just a of goddamn, rotten, steaming, raw deal