Luyện nghe bài hát Ventriloquists And Dolls

The music hall is dark, the city lies in
Traffic are changing in the distance
The plays Brahms
the door of his Fiesta the ventriloquist
Steps out into the air beneath the
Rubs his against the frost
And tucks the in her case beneath his arm

Ventriloquists and
Tailors and dummies
Moving in worlds
wolves and little girls
Gangsters and their
and dolls

And slowly on his wooden leg the ventriloquist
Clumps up the wooden steps his flat
A room filled up with mannequins
And dangling from the on tangled strings, a marionette
And his been so painstaking it looks for all the world
Like and blood
to a fault, his dolls are portraits carved in wood
Of little

Ventriloquists and
Tailors and their
in parallel worlds
Like and little girls
Gangsters and molls
and dolls

And opening the bottle with his
He pours the beer the beerglass on the bed
Drinks it at a gulp, up the gas
Takes off his pants, unscrews his leg
And though his face is frighteningly ugly and he takes her by and very fast
The doll he under him immediately agrees to everything he asks

Ventriloquists and
Tailors and their
Moving in worlds
Like wolves and girls
Gangsters and their
and dolls