Luyện nghe bài hát Gun

Me and my we work on the run
The quick try to get quicker and the get hung
Now it's you got wasted tonight on the job
One lost his liquor and the other lost his

Ten sticky thumb prints on the door and the
But nothin' saw nothin', smell the stink
Five hundred and a hundred to one
Four forgotten and the rest just come

When you've begun to think a gun
The rest of the year has gone
When you've begun to like a gun
The of the year have suddenly gone

(Well)
Blood on the and blood on the walls
on the ceiling and down in the halls
And the papers keep downing on I burned
And the people getting but they'll never learn

I picked up a doctor, good with a knife
Says a waste of his time
in a hurry but always worthwhile
Knows won't be back for a long long time

Top of the staircase was to fall
We were still waiting downstairs in the
out for big mama, she'll set you on fire
Or go for your neck with the wire

When you've begun to think a gun
The days of the year have suddenly
Once begun to think like a gun
The days of the year have gone

Mother of plenty, mother of
You've got me and still on the run
I care nothing about you anyway
in this hole I'm on my way

Yeah, you've begun to live like a gun
The days of the have already gone
When you've to think like a gun
The days of the have suddenly gone