Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Thing/Candidate/Sweet Thing (reprise)

It's in the city to love in a doorway
Wrangle some from the dawn
And isn't it me, putting pain in a
a portrait in flesh, trails on a leash
Will you see that I'm scared and I'm
So I'll break up my room, and yawn and run to the center of things
the knowing one says:

"Boys, boys, it's a thing
Boys, boys, it's a thing, sweet thing
If you want it, boys, get it here,
'Cause hope, boys, is a thing, cheap thing"

I'm glad you're older than me
Makes me feel important and
Does make you smile, isn't that me?
I'm in way, and I'll steal every moment
If this is a course, than I'll bless you
And turn to and hamburgers

"Boys, boys, it's a thing
Boys, boys, it's a sweet thing, thing
If you it, boys, get it here, thing
hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"

I'll you a deal, like any other candidate
We'll pretend, we're walking 'cause your future's at stake
My set is amazing, it smells like a street
a bar at the end where I can meet you and your friend
Someone scrawled on the "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses"
Who wrote up in other bars

I'm having so much fun with the poisonous
Spreading rumors and lies and they made up
Some you sing and some make you scream
One makes you wish you'd never been seen
But there's a shop on the corner that's papier mache
Making bullet-proof faces: Charlie Manson, Cassius
"If you it, boys, get it here, thing"

So you scream out of
"I want you! I need you! out there? Any time? "
Tres little number whines "Hey dirty, I want you
When it's good, it's good, and when it's bad I go to pieces"
If you want it, boys, get it here,

Well, on the street where you live I could not up my head
For I put all I have in bed
On floor, in the back of a car
In the cellar of a church with the ajar
Well, I guess we must be for a different kind
But we can't stop trying 'til we up our minds
'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy knights
Who you on the ground while shaking in fright
I guess we could cruise down one time
you by my side, it should be fine
We'll by some and watch a band
Then jump in the holding hands

"If you want it, boys, get it here,
hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"

Is it in your snow storm, freezing your brain?
Do you that your face looks the same?
Then let it be, all I ever wanted
a street with a deal, and a taste
It's got claws, it's got me, got you...