Luyện nghe bài hát Tommy

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

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

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

Tommy couldn't see so and he didn't have a radio
He'd talk to himself in voices
Or sing to himself in a Russian
on a Sunday afternoon

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

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

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

made sure there was no one in danger
By knocking on each door like a
he locked himself in and did the whirling dervish
Tipped the candle over on the

fell asleep before the firemen came
Which was good because they scared him
All that they found were the inside the fridge
In a box, with cheese
And a warmer, run on batteries

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