Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot The Messenger

Somebody me you'd found new bonhomie
Going
never go with me

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

I look as a nun
does not become me
I'll love in vanity

Somebody me you'd found places to go
And new to know
And new and so

I myself become a bitter old shrew
I'd have her too
If you let me

If I don't what do I do?
If I don't laugh and see through
I even think of you

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

So me God you talk so much
This knowledge ain't my
But I hang on his word

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

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

So help me god you talk so
tart, this whore, my weakness
I'm gonna the messenger

Oh let me the messenger
I'm gonna the messenger