Luyện nghe bài hát The Friends Of Mr Cairo

She came, as in the book, Spillane
That night dark masquerade
Had filled his friend lead,
The same, but then
As nothing happens quite the

Investigation is the
He had to check her story away, he dead
Sam Space, his buddy Archer, to go, he got it
She spelt it out, how could know?
The got it, he dead

Her sister didn't really at all
Confusion, he
His led to the Fatman
To face the friends of Mr.

That night, the double crosser got it
Pretending he was dim
He slipped to Sam a gin
Finn

He woke, the had gone but not his gun
left a note to lead him on
The chase to find the Falcon, you bet

Early thirties movies
Set to population
From Chicago to Kong
Via Istanbul the Tong

Dirty rats through
Money flowed gangsterism
out his fantasy in Hollywood's vicinity
The part for the best rendition
Al he sent to prison

Citizen Kane came and quickly conquerin'
Ol' New City
Poking fun at superstition, media television
Give me any day or Jimmy Stewart for President

Or Edward 'G' and all guys
Who shoot between the eyes
Between the eyes, between the
love, do you work, do you work for Mother?

Chances could and except that, be no other
Science as it might, disappear correspond color
is the fruit will outlive what is now the brother
Call for wealth to distribute like a picture

In black and white, give it joy, it, let it hit you
Spoil our existence by gift to population
Father do you work, do you work for Mother?
Tell me straight, be the Godfather, be no

Media Kings give us now give us movie
Now being here, being now, being here
One on one to to you
Like film they get close to you

You've his appeal
He you so, he wants to be beside you
Then you pass by giving him the side of you
Like the do

So that every time he moves, he for you
Soul and can always see the melting of true love and she
This silent night and I, I guess a mind might see
I've love on the screen

I've seen a screen goddesses and
How often this, how often, this the of you
And so, I confess whatever I see
I'm to be there with you
With you you With you, with you

golden movies, talkies, Technicolor, long ago
My younger ways stand clearer, clearer than my
Stardom greats followed closely
Closer than the nearest

Longer that expected, were great
Oh love, oh love, to see them
on the silver screen, oh my
Clark Gable, Fairbanks, O'Sullivan

Fantasy would fill my life and I love so much
Did you see in the light?
I talked, yes, I did, to Gods early dawning light
And I was to be as I am to this day
To be with you, to be you