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

Well, the dawn cracked hard like a bull-whip
'Cause it wasn't takin' no lip from the night
And it shook out the
As the stew bums showed up like checks
Rubbin' their

And the sky turned the color of
Yeah, and the parking lots
My old sport coat full of promissory
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
your ass in, in a cold-blooded fashion
Dishin' out than a good man can bear

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

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

And it's a skid mark tattoo on the asphalt
Was a Malibu?

Yeah, it's Liz and Montgomery Cliff
Coming on to the broads with the same ol' riff,
"Hey baby, why don't you come up to my
We'll listen to some music on the stereo"
"No, thank you", she
"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 jackknifed my
Yeah, I got designs on a movin'

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

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

'Cause the dawn was hard, just like a bull-whip
And it wasn't takin' no lip the night before
Yeah, as it shook out the
And the bums showed up just like bounced checks
Rubbin' necks

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

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