Luyện nghe bài hát Spare Parts I (A Nocturnal Emission)

Well, the dawn cracked hard just a bull-whip
'Cause it takin' no lip from the night before
And it shook out the
As the bums showed up like bounced checks
Rubbin' necks

And the sky turned the color of
Yeah, and the lots growled
My old sport coat full of notes
And a receipt a late night motel

The had his whole family out there, in the wind
And he got a for you to beware
Kickin' your ass in, in a cold-blooded
Dishin' out more than a good man can

And I got shoes untied, my out
Ain't got a ghost of a chance this old romance
Just an apartment for rent, the block
And Theater with live burlesque
Man, the manager's scowlin' his feet on the desk
Boom, boom, the curtain, you're still hurtin', ay, ay

And then push came to and shove came to biff
Girls like that just lay you out
Maybe I'll go to
And you know, get me a or somethin'
My lives there

And it's a skid mark tattoo on the blue
Was that a

Yeah, it's Liz Taylor and Cliff
Coming on to the broads with the same ol' riff,
"Hey baby, why don't you come up to my
listen to some smooth music on the stereo"
"No, you", she said
"You got any Getz records?"
'No man, I got Brothers"

So I combed back my Detroit, up my pegs
I wiped my Stacy Adams and I my legs
Yeah, I got on a movin' violation

Yeah baby, you put me on hold and I'm out in the
And it's mighty cold
It's colder than a gut-shot bitch, wolf dog with nine pups
Pullin' a number 4 trap up a in the dead of winter
In the middle of a snowstorm with a mouth full of porcupine

Well, I don't you, baby
You see, it's a well fact, you know
I'm four to the wind, I'm glad you're gone
I'm glad you're gone 'cause I'm alone
Glad you're gone but I you'd come home
Yeah, and I out of bed

'Cause the dawn was crackin' hard, just like a
And it takin' no lip from the night before
Yeah, as it shook out the
And the stew bums showed up like bounced checks
Rubbin' necks

And the sky turned the of Pepto-Bismol
And my old sport coat full of promissory
And the hawk had his whole family out there, in the
He got a message for you to

Kickin' your ass in, in a blooded fashion
He'll be out more than a good man can bear
Well, let's it to Bakersfield
Get a little somewhere