Luyện nghe bài hát Candidate

I'll make you a deal, like any other
We'll pretend we're walking home 'cause your at stake
My set is amazing, it smells like a street
There's a bar at the end I can meet you and your friend
Someone scrawled on the "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses"
Who wrote up in other bars

I'm having so much fun with the poisonous
Spreading rumors and lies and stories made up
Some make you and some make you scream
One makes you wish that you'd never seen
But there's a shop on the that's selling pappier mache
Making bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius
If you it, boys, get it here, thing

So you out of line
"I want you! I need you! out there? Any time?"
Tres butch little number whines, "Hey dirty, I you
When it's good, it's really good, and it's bad I go to pieces"
If you want it, boys, get it here,
Well, on the street you live I could not hold up my head
For I put all I have in bed

On another floor, in the of a car
In the cellar like a church the door ajar
Well, I we've must be looking for a different kind
But we can't trying 'till we break up our minds
'Til the sun drips on the seedy young knights
Who press you on the while shaking in fright

I guess we cruise down one more time
With you by my side, it be fine
We'll buy some drugs and a band
Then jump in the holding hands