Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Charles Whitman

He was sitting up there for more than an
Way up there on the Texas
Shooting from the twenty-seventh floor,

He choke or slash or slit them
Not our Charles Whitman
He wont be an no more

Got up that morning and cool
He picked up his guns and to school
All the while he smiled so
And it their minds completely
Theyd never an Eagle Scout so cruel

Now you think for the shame and degradation
For the schools

He put on such a bold and show
The Chancellor cried, "Its
And of course its unpleasant
But I got to admit it was a way to go"

There was a rumor a tumor
at the base of his brain
He was sitting up there his .36 Magnum
wildly as he bagged em
Who are we to say the boys

Now Charlie was awful
Else he thought he was
To do a so lowdown and so mean

The students up from their classes
Had to stop and rub glasses
Whod hed once been a Marine

Now Charlie made the honor with ease
Most all of his was As and Bs
A rip snorting, trigger squeezer
proved a big crowd pleaser
Though he had been to make a couple Cs

Some were dying, some weeping
Some were studying, were sleeping
Some were shouting, number one
Some running, some were falling
Some were screaming, some were
Some the revolution had begun

The doctors tore his poor down
But not a snitch of could be found
Most folks couldnt figure why he did it
And them could would not admit it
Theres a lot of Eagle Scouts around

There was a about a tumor
Nestled at the of his brain
He was sitting up there his .36 Magnum
Laughing as he bagged em

Who are we to say the in?
Who are we to say the in?
Who are we to say the insane?