Luyện nghe bài hát Ventriloquists And Dolls

The music hall is dark, the city lies in
Traffic lights are in the distance
The radio plays
Opening the door of his Fiesta the
out into the air beneath the stars
Rubs his against the frost
And tucks the in her case beneath his arm

Ventriloquists and
Tailors and their
Moving in worlds
Like and little girls
Gangsters and molls
Ventriloquists and

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

and dolls
Tailors and dummies
Moving in parallel
Like wolves and little
Gangsters and molls
Ventriloquists and

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

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