Luyện nghe bài hát Battered Old Bird

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

There's a where time stands still
You keep taking these pink pills, oh

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

He danced upon the
Swallowed sleeping pills dreams
With a of sweet sherry
That redeems

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

a place where time stands still
If you keep taking these pink pills, oh

And on the floor is the Macintosh Man
He's in his overcoats more than out of
And the typewriter's all through the night
burgundy for breakfast tight

He says, "One day I'll throw
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 place where stands still
If you keep these little pink pills, oh

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

I've seen rise and fall
Been through their big deals and
He'd better have a that goes
four walls

You he should be sent outside
Playing with the
When pieces of him are
in the attic
When pieces of him are
in the attic

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

And there's a place where time stands
You keep taking little pink pills, oh, oh, oh