Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot The Messenger

Somebody told me found new bonhomie
Going
You'd never go me

I felt myself a bitter old shrew
Oh I'd have you in two
If you let me

I deadly as a nun
Martyrdom not become me
find love in vanity

Somebody told me you'd places to go
And new people to
And new and so

I felt myself become a bitter old
I'd bitten her too
If you let me

If I don't what do I do?
If I don't and see this through
I shouldn't even of you

Allow me one
they come and ban me
And let me shoot the

So help me God you so much
This knowledge my business
But I hang on his word

God speed his journey to hell
I retreat singing
But all I is you

give me one more shot of gin
I'll along to anything
Just let me shoot the

So help me god you so much
This tart, whore, my weakness
I'm gonna shoot the

Oh let me the messenger
I'm gonna shoot the