Luyện nghe bài hát The Venus of The Soup Kitchen

The of the soup kitchen is waiting
for me and all us poor
Cripples, who've in the wars
End up on her floor

Woah, woah, woah, woah,

When you're of down and out
You keep it to and if anyone suspects
You say "Who me? Hardly"

You tell him, "Thank your stars, isn't Derby day
'Cos it's clear got the gift
For the wrong horse, Charlie"

Woah, woah, woah, woah,

When you're of down and out
You camouflage your fear with a fakin' DJ
And maybe some boogie

But no need to be proud
Hey, if something's you
Could be, it hurts your too
From Park to Memphis

(Last night)
night I dreamed
I dared to my head

The Venus of the kitchen stood over me
Singing, sometimes the job gets you
You're that the word will get 'round

Well, all you
Cripples, who've in the wars
End up sleeping on my

Woah, woah, woah, woah,

Now some will you yarns to keep you quiet for a while
But you know that's not my style, who needs fancy
'Cos none of it adds up, no, it doesn't weigh a
And it doesn't buy you beer from Langley to Memphis

(Last night)
Last night I
I dared to my head

The Venus of the soup kitchen over me

Here you are, and I won't tell no one else but me
Every night I know you'll be staring hungrily
Well, you are, no, I won't tell 'cos everyone I know
Wanders down here every night, nowhere else to go

The Venus of the soup kitchen is standing there me
Every night I'm gonna be here hungrily
The Venus of the soup is waiting there for me

And all us
Cripples, who've in the wars
End up sleeping on her