Luyện nghe bài hát St. Jimmy

St. Jimmy is coming down the alleyway
Up on the boulevard, a zip gun on parade
Lights of a silhouette, he's
Coming at you on the of one, two

One, two, three,

My is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
Suicide that your momma talked about
King of the forty thieves I'm here to
needle in the vein of the establishment

I'm the patron of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for

Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of
I am the son of a and Edgar Allen Poe
in the city in a halo of lights
Product of war and fear that we've been

I'm the patron of the denial
With an face and a taste for suicidal

Are you to me?
I'll give you something to cry

St.

My is St. Jimmy, I'm a son of a gun
I'm the one from the way outside (St. Jimmy)
I'm a teenage assassin some fun
In the cult of the of crime (St. Jimmy)

I really hate to say it but I you so
So shut mouth before I shoot you down old boy (St. Jimmy)
Welcome to the club and give me blood
I'm the leader at the lost and found (St. Jimmy)

It's and tragedy
St. Jimmy and that's my name
And wear it out