Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Charles Whitman

He was up there for more than an hour
Way up on the Texas Tower
from the twenty-seventh floor, yahoo

He didnt choke or slash or slit
Not our Charles Whitman
He wont be an architect no

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

Now you think for the shame and degradation
For the schools

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

was a rumor about a tumor
Nestled at the base of his
He was sitting up with his .36 Magnum
Laughing as he bagged em
Who are we to say the insane?

Now was awful disappointed
he thought he was anointed
To do a so lowdown and so mean

The students looked up from their
Had to stop and rub their
believe hed once been a Marine

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

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

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

There was a rumor about a
Nestled at the base of his
He was up there with his .36 Magnum
wildly as he bagged em

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