Luyện nghe bài hát West Of Rome

West of
Just east of the in a staticy Ramada Inn
Polishing his boots and his liver
Steeped in his isolation

Just what business does, he have here
Credentials are wearing out each little bit of cheer
Yes, a bad scene we're convening

Brushin' his and milkin' his ulcer
Preparing to waste another wily
Strokin' and phoning up his sister
He tells her life would make one whale of a movie

Yes, a childhood of dry goods and wet neglect
The father now sponge off of
have no absorbin' respect
Yes, he's a glad boy to have such a

Yes, he's a martyr crawling cobble stones
From his cozy cottages, just west of
Yes, it's a sad state for sufferin'