Luyện nghe bài hát Thin Wild Mercury

Poor Ochs, sad and low
Hands in his pockets, wonderin' to go
Watching those tail lights him behind
Thrown for the limousine for speaking his
Like a red-eyed photo into a can
At the of hero and also ran
A heart skipped a fragile beat
It's in the limousine, cold on the streets of

wild mercury
And gold
Where things will go way
Or won't
Thin mercury
And gold
You what they say
Or you

It was all over new Dylan song
That Phil had the nerve to say sounded
Dylan stopped the car, words like a fist
"Phil, you a writer, you're a journalist"
Death of a rebel, twist of
If he ever thought better, he too late
Phil Ochs, he slipped through the cracks
Judas went electric and he never back on

Thin wild
And lame
Where will go your way
Or won't
wild mercury
And gold
You what they say
Or you
No, you
No, you