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

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

In the lofts they would pull and they tear upon their seleves
and the tinkling is a symphony of "Father you please?"
And the rent a myth because the photograph is diseased
For the has slipped and hurt her blessed knee:
"Oh when's she going to slow Wil Wendy ever slow down?"

Oh the partisand said there are photos in your head I want to know what they
And he was young but still terrific the burning barn's horrific
It was all the same
And with his bat and his he's going to stalk
the hills of and lay waste to their name
the violator's aim
And I called the love from
to testify that I am as stupid as a on a skewered palace sword
"So dumb (the person), I your name in verse
to the poled opponents of partisans and sentiments
and cake-holed second and I am stupid
and indifferent to the muscles of the minions who had stupidly
that the mayor was the emblem of the passion-played
but the of the palace was from cold
and not malice it was in the Tallahassee port
with the broken soldiers out to lay claim:

wild blood, oh do you still run around with wild