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 constant rain was
The boy said, "How d'ya do?" Then swore in French

Did you teach this little child curses on my soul
You should 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 wrong from

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

There's a where time stands still
If you keep taking little pink pills, oh

Hush your mouth, you
His cut her deep
The tight lipped leer of
had seen her love desert her just like sleep

Filthy on children's lips
Are better, my dear
Then if I were to speak my
About this

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

There's a place where time still
You keep taking these little pills, oh

But on the first floor are two old maids
Each one wishing that the other was
And next door to is a man so mild
'Til he chopped off the head of a visitor's

He danced the bonfire
Swallowed sleeping like dreams
With a bottle of sherry
That everything

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 time still
If you keep taking these pink pills, oh

And on the floor is the Macintosh Man
He's in his overcoats more out of them
And the typewriter's rattling all through the
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, a battered old bird
And he's up there, oh
He's a old bird
And he's up there, oh

There's a where time stands still
If you taking these little pink pills, oh

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

seen them rise and fall
Been their big deals and smalls
better have a dream that goes
Beyond walls

You he should be sent outside
with the traffic
When of him are already
Scattered in the
pieces of him are already
in the attic

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

And there's a place where stands still
You taking these little pink pills, oh, oh, oh