Luyện nghe bài hát St. Jimmy

St. Jimmy is coming across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard, a zip gun on parade
Lights of a silhouette, he's
at you on the count of one, two

One, two, three,

My name is Jimmy and you better not it out
commando that your momma talked about
King of the forty I'm here to represent
needle in the vein of the establishment

I'm the patron saint of the
With an angel face and a for suicidal

Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of
I am the son of a bitch and Allen Poe
Raised in the city in a of lights
Product of war and fear that we've been

I'm the saint of the denial
With an face and a taste for suicidal

Are you to me?
I'll give you something to cry

St.

My is St. Jimmy, I'm a son of a gun
I'm the one that's from the way (St. Jimmy)
I'm a teenage assassin executing fun
In the cult of the life of (St. Jimmy)

I really to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I shoot you old boy (St. Jimmy)
Welcome to the club and give me blood
I'm the leader at the lost and found (St. Jimmy)

It's and tragedy
St. Jimmy and that's my name
And wear it out