Luyện nghe bài hát Candidate

I'll make you a deal, like any other
We'll we're walking home 'cause your future's at stake
My set is amazing, it smells like a street
There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and your
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 people
Spreading rumors and and stories they made up
make you sing and some make you scream
One makes you wish you'd never been seen
But there's a shop on the corner selling pappier mache
bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius clay
If you it, boys, get it here, thing

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

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

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