Luyện nghe bài hát The Man In the Van

by Williamson

His mother told me
She had every to lie
Down there in the
Like his life was dry
to be a fighter
With nothing to
put sugar in his coffee
And a t-shirt on his
And they it with a pen
Now they've got him in
And he'll fight again

Nothing in his and
Nothing in his
man in the van

Out there in the
With the blues
With a suitcase of earvax
and pencils in his
The were full of marionettes
And eyes like blood
It was raining
To the tune of Buud
to Los Cruces
To that magic air
got a few shocks for him
When he there

Good to you Dr. Varden
Good morning to you if you
There's many go begging pardon
While dying by degrees
The gates of hell open
There was no one there
They were all out in Los
Giving their hogs a
clean white jackets
And their eyes like
he'll learn to take it slow
And let it