Luyện nghe bài hát Bummer

His mama was a woman
His was a drifter drummer
One they put it together
Nine months later the little black bummer

He was a laid back in the cradle
Chewing the paint chips that fell the ceiling
Whenever he cried he got a in his face
So he not to show his feelings

He was a puller in grammar school
Left back twice by the seventh
Sniffing in Junior High
And the one in school to get laid

He was a pusher at fifteen
He was mainlining skag a later
He'd started pimping when they put him
In jail he changed from a junkie to a

And just like the man the precinct said
Put him away, you better kill him
A like that is better of dead
Someday they're gonna to put a bullet in his head

They threw him back on the street, he an A and P
He didn't blink at the buddy he shafted
And just about the time would have caught him too
He had the good fortune to get drafted

He was a-one for Vietnam
You see needed more bodies in a hurry
He was a to train 'cause all they had to do
Was to figure how to funnel his

They put him in a near the D.M.Z.
To catch the gooks over the border
They said his mission was to and destroy
And for once he and order

One sweat-soaked day in the Yung-Po
With the ground still from the rain
There was a bloody little
That mean nothing
Except to the few that

You see a hundred slants
Had the other five tanks
And had started to off the crews
When he came on the
And it really did
This is why he'd paid those

It was like a butcher going berserk
Or a sane man acting a fool
Or the bravest thing that a man had ever
Or a blowing his cool

Well he came on through like a knife through
Or a sweeping through the grass
Or to say it like the man would have said it
Just a big black bastard, ass

And like the man from the precinct said
Put him away, you better him instead
A like that is better of dead
Someday they're gonna have to put a in his head

it was over and the smoke had cleared
There were a lot of V.C, in the mud
And when the rescued men came
For the very first time they him smiling
As he lay in his

picked up the pieces
And they him back together
He pulled though
They thought he was a

And it them to give him
What they said would
Six hearts
And the Medal of

Of he slouched as the chief white honkey said
Service beyond the call of
But the first thought was passing through his mind
My is a mother of a beauty

He got a couple of jobs the ribbon on his chest
And though he tried he couldn't do 'em
was only a couple of things that he was really trained for
And he himself drifting back to 'em

Just the time he was ready to break
The V A stopped him his checks
Just a of time 'cause there was no doubt
About what he was going to do

It ended up one night in a grocery
Gun in hand and nine at the door
And when his battle was over
He lay crumpled and broken on the

And just the man from the precinct said
Put him away, you better him instead
A bummer like that is better of
Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his

Well he'd breathed his last, but ten past
Before they dared to the place
And when they flipped his riddled over they found
His smile frozen on his face

They found his gun where thrown it
There was something else in his fist
And when they pried his fingers
They found the medal of
And the said
(Where in the hell, he get this?)

There was a stew burying him in Arlington
So they him in box to Fayette
And kind of stashed him in a grave in the county plot
The we remember to forget

And just like the man from the precinct
Put him away, you kill him instead
A bummer like is better of dead
Someday gonna have to put a bullet in his head