Luyện nghe bài hát Battered Old Bird

The landlady's husband came up to town
Since he them both ten years ago to serve the ministry
The dark down of his approach in constant rain was drenched
The tenant's boy said, "How d'ya do?" swore in French

Did you teach this little these curses on my soul
You both be shut down in the coal-hole
That's the way to treat a who cries out in the night
And a who teaches wrong from right

Oh, he's a battered old
And he's up there, oh
a battered old bird
And living up there, oh

There's a place where time still
If you keep taking these pink pills, oh

your mouth, you hypocrite
His humor cut her
The tight lipped leer of
That had seen her love her just like sleep

Filthy on children's lips
Are better, my spouse
Then if I to speak my mind
About this

Oh, he's a battered old
And living up there, oh
He's a battered old
And living up there, oh

There's a place where time still
You keep these little pink pills, oh

But on the first floor are two old maids
Each one wishing that the was afraid
And next to them is a man so mild
'Til he chopped off the of a visitor's child

He danced the bonfire
Swallowed sleeping like dreams
With a of sweet sherry
That everything

Oh, he's a battered old
And he's up there, oh
He's a battered old
And he's up there, oh

There's a where time stands still
If you keep taking little pink pills, oh

And on the second is the Macintosh Man
He's in his overcoats more out of them
And the typewriter's rattling all through the
He's burgundy for breakfast

He says, "One day I'll away
All of my
And it is always in a cupboard
At the top of the stairs"

Oh, he's a battered old
And he's up there, oh
He's a battered old
And living up there, oh

There's a where time stands still
If you keep these little pink pills, oh

Here's a boy if there was
going to do big things
Guess what they all say
And how the trouble begins

I've seen rise and fall
through their big deals and smalls
He'd better have a dream goes
Beyond walls

You think he should be outside
Playing the traffic
When of him are already
Scattered in the
pieces of him are already
Scattered in the

Oh, a battered old bird
And he's up there, oh
He's a battered old
And living up there, oh

And there's a place where time still
You keep these little pink pills, oh, oh, oh