Luyện nghe bài hát St. Jimmy

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

One, two, three,

My name is Jimmy and you better not it out
Suicide commando that momma talked about
King of the forty thieves I'm to represent
That needle in the of the establishment

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

Cigarettes and and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a bitch and Allen Poe
Raised in the city in a halo of
Product of war and fear that we've been

I'm the saint of the denial
With an angel and a taste for suicidal

Are you to me?
give you something to cry about

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 executing fun
In the of the life of crime (St. Jimmy)

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

It's comedy and
St. Jimmy and that's my name
And don't it out