Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Bed of Cuchulainn

Mccormack and tauber are sitting by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an at your head
There's devils on side of you with bottles in their hands
one more drop of poison and you'll dream of foreign lands

When you pissed yourself in frankfurt and got syph in cologne
And you heard the rattling death as you lay there all alone
Frank brought you whiskey in a brothel in madrid
And you decked some fucking blackshirt who was screaming at all the
At the sick bed of cuchulainn we'll and say a prayer
And the are rattling at the door and the devil's in his chair

And in the euston tavern you said it was your
But wouldn't give you service so you kicked the windows out
They took you out the street and kicked you in the brains
So you walked back in through the door and did it all again
At the sick bed of cuchulainn we'll kneel and say a
And the ghosts are at the door and the devil's in his chair

Do you that foul evening when you heard the banshees howl?
There were lazy drunken bastards singing and the bowl
They took you up to midnight mass and you in the lurch
So you a button in the pledge and spewed up in the church

Now you'll sing a song of liberty with blacks and and jocks
And they'll you from this dump you're in and stick you in a box
they'll take you to cloughprior and shove you in the ground
But you'll stick your head back out and "we'll have another round"
At the bed of cuchulainn we'll kneel and say a prayer
And the ghosts are rattling at the and the devil's in his chair