Luyện nghe bài hát Typewriter Torment

Typewriter torment, disease
Caught it the first day I the keys
You down your fingers and churn out your pap
It eats up life like a dose of the clap
torment it tortures me still
If only my doctor could see I'm ill

fever it harries me still
If only my doctor would me a pill

Typewriter fever birth to a flood
It sweeps your body and curdles your blood
You curse and but you're damned for all time
The moment your fingers give to a rhyme
Typewriter it harries me still
If only my doctor would give me a

Typewriter fever I'm worn to a
dumped my thesaurus and pulled out the plug
I'm rending my and bending my spool
Don't bother I'm done with it all
But why can't my doctor just say I'm ill?
fever is paying his bill.