Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Charles Whitman

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

He choke or slash or slit them
Not our Joseph Whitman
He be an architect no more

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

Now you think for the shame and degradation
For the administration?

He put on such a and brassy show
The cried, "Its adolescent
And of its most unpleasant
But I got to it was a lovely way to go"

There was a rumor about a
Nestled at the of his brain
He was sitting up there his .36 Magnum
Laughing wildly as he em
Who are we to say the insane?

Now Charlie was awful
Else he he was anointed
To do a deed so and so mean

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

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

Some were dying, were weeping
Some were studying, some were
Some shouting, Texas number one
Some running, some were falling
were screaming, some were bawling
Some thought the had begun

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

There was a rumor about a
Nestled at the of his brain
He was sitting up with 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?