Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot The Messenger

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

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

I deadly as a nun
Martyrdom does not me
I'll love in vanity

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

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

If I laugh what do I do?
If I laugh and see this through
I even think of you

me one extravagance
Before come and ban me
And let me shoot the

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

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

give me one more shot of gin
I'll scream to anything
let me shoot the messenger

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

Oh let me the messenger
I'm gonna the messenger