Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Thumb Blues

When lost in the rain in juarez and it's easter time too
When your gravity is and negativity won't pull you through
Don't you put on any airs when you on rue morgue avenue.
They got some hungry there they'll surely make a mess out of you

If you see st. annie, please her thanks alot
My thoughts are twisted, my tentacles are all in a knot
I don't even have the to get up and take another shot.
Now my friend, my drummer, won't even tell what it was that I dropped

Now sweet melinda, the peasants call her the of gloom.
She speaks english as she invites you up into her room.
And you, you so damn conscientious, you couldn't go to her too soon
Still she takes your and leaves you howling at the moon.

Up on housing project hill, it's fortune or fame
You must choose one or the other though neither are to be they claim
If you're looking to get silly, you better get back where you came
You know the cops don't you and we all expect the same.

Now all the authorities, they just lay around and
About how they blackmailed the president into his post.
And up angel,
Who arrived up from the coast,
Who so fine at first, but left looking like a ghost.

Now I started out heinakin, still hit the harder
Everybody swore they stand behind me the game got rough
But the joke was on me, there was even there to call my bluff
I'm goin' back to san enselmo, I do I had enough.