Luyện nghe bài hát The 39th Street Blues (I'm Sick)

Hey Snow and the Harlem Knight
You a perfect pair
and bones and a hatchet faced homes
Hey, what you 'round here?

Why don't you come back to Central
Or stick around and see why is art?
Oh

In my sin sunk right in
I understood
Why all the geeks and the Catholic
They to do us good

Maybe you like some at my cost
Or you and the white shadow should go get lost?
Oh

I'm sick of pity and morphine
I'm sick of you me down
Well, I'm sick but maybe there's
That can still save me from the of this town

One time I'll speak my mind
you'd better go
Before sad Sam and the door man
Make me wish I'd said no

I might come to meeting in the park
But now I've got to work, getting dark
Oh

'Cause I'm sick of and morphine
I'm sick of you runnin' me
Well, I'm sick but there's something
That can still save me, can still save me

Come, you worn out, weak and
To meeting in the dark of the night
And walk in the light
Yes, you'll in the light

If you're and afflicted
My name is Snow and the gift and the sight
And we'll it alright
Yes, make it alright