Luyện nghe bài hát Tommy

Tommy had a watch, a good kind of
It wouldn't time if you asked it
have a face, just an ear and an eye
To see him

Tommy stole from the corner store
And it to the mice he built a home for
By the side of the heater, next to his
That he could play nor destroy

Tommy wrote a letter to the of iniquity
Demanding a history of his
But the letter was returned 2 days gone
was no office of iniquity

Tommy couldn't see so well and he didn't a radio
talk to himself in different voices
Or sing to himself in a dialect
Invented on a Sunday

Tommy stole a and he borrowed a demeanor
So he'd scare anybody who'd want to talk
'Cause they frightened him so bad that he'd pee down his
As he tried, very hard, to find the

Tommy the helmet of a frustrated miner
Digging for words as gold
Standing in the mud in his dark fedora
Wearing his knee-patched

Tommy was alone when the started
High behind the wheel of a 45
With a clip of ether and a bucket full of gas
And a belly of turpentine

Tommy made sure there was no one in
By knocking on each like a madman
Then he locked himself in and did the whirling
Tipped the over on the floor

Tommy fell asleep before the firemen
was good because they scared him anyway
All that they were the mice inside the fridge
In a box, some cheese
And a hand warmer, run on

was a good man. Nobody Knew
Tommy was a good man. Knew