Luyện nghe bài hát The Partisan But He's Got To Know

Oh the said
s"there are photos in your I want to know what they are"
And he was wise in many matters of the bruised and the
And the cold in car
He said that "I want berries the citizen has some behind his bar."
Who blows the Who blows the sea?
Who puts the in the grass in front of me?

In the lofts they would pull and they would tear upon seleves
and the is a symphony of "Father won't you please?"
And the rent becomes a myth because the photograph is
For the matriarch has slipped and hurt her blessed
"Oh when's she going to down? Wil Wendy ever slow down?"

Oh the partisand said there are photos in your head I want to what they are;
And he was young but still terrific through the burning barn's
It was all the same
And with his bat and his bullies he's going to
the hills of mercy and lay waste to name
it's the aim
And I called the from everyone
to testify that I am as stupid as a lord on a skewered palace
"So dumb (the person), I called name in verse
to the masked poled of partisans and sentiments
and cake-holed second verse and I am
and to the muscles of the minions who had stupidly opinioned
that the mayor was the of the passion-played name
but the fall of the palace was from
and not it was winter in the Tallahassee port
with the broken soldiers out to lay claim:

wild blood, oh do you still run around with blood?