Luyện nghe bài hát Sam With The Showing Scalp Flat Top

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Captain (harp, vocals)
duke (keyboards, vocals)
Napoleon brock (saxophone, vocals)
fowler (trombone)
Tom (bass)
Denny (slide guitar, vocals)
Terry (drums)

Sam the showing scalp flat top,
Particular about the it made.
Why, when I was to a grasshopper,
black juice came out on a hard shelled chin.
And that called 'tobacco juice'.
I used to fiddle with my back feet for a black onyx.
My room absorbed every echo..
The music was.. like. the music was.. thud like.
I usually played such things as and thug.
Opaque that would bug most people.
Music from the other of the fence.
A black swan figurine lay on all color pads.
On a little conglomeration of pressed black felt.
same color shadows, and seamed(? ) knobbed knees, and what-nots.
The long hallway rolled out oddball odd.
the fly-pecked black doorway,
That looked closed on the street.
Up a iron fire escape.
Rolled out a wooden platform with
Dark, hard, rubber wheels.
Roll, skreek! roll, skreek! roll, skreek!
Sam the showing scalp flat top,
about the point it made.

Sam was a case!

A hardened dark clip held.. saleable everyday pencils.
I I had a pair 'o bongos!
fury! bongo fury!
Oowwwww! fury!
(boogie!)
fury! bongo fury!