Luyện nghe bài hát Candidate

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

I'm having so much fun with the people
Spreading rumors and lies and stories they up
make you sing and some make you scream
One makes you wish that never been seen
But there's a on the corner that's selling pappier mache
Making faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius clay
If you it, boys, get it here, thing

So you scream out of
"I want you! I need you! out there? Any time?"
Tres butch little number whines, "Hey dirty, I you
When good, it's really good, and when it's bad I go to pieces"
If you it, boys, get it here, thing
Well, on the street where you 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 guess we've must be looking for a different
But we can't stop trying 'till we up our minds
'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young
Who you on the ground while shaking in fright

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