Luyện nghe bài hát Potter's Field

Buy me a and I'll tell you what I seen
And I'll give you a bargain from the edge of a maniac's
That buys a black spider with a riddle in his yarn
That's clinging to the of a blind man's brow

I'll start from the brim of a thimble full of whiskey
On a train the Bronx that will take you just as far
As the of a bottle to the highway of a scar
That stretched across the of my cheek like that

And then ducks beneath the of a fugitive's hat
You'll learn why liquor makes a stool pigeon rat on every
That left his shadow down on Saint Marks place

Hell, I'd double cross my if it was whiskey that they payed
And so an early bird Nightstick's on the hit parade
He ain't got a prayer and his are numbered
And you'll track him down a dog

Well, it's a tough customer, you're getting in this
'Cause the Nightstick's pumps lemonade
And whiskey keeps a blind man alright
And I'm the only one who knows just where he stayed last

He was in a yard in a switchblade storm
In a wheelbarrow nothing but revenge to keep him warm
And a half a million dollars in unmarked
Was the Nightstick's blanket in a chill

And as the drove a crooked sky
Beneath a black halo
He was dealin' high in the mud
And the deck against a dragnet's eye

A Nightstick in a miserable heap
the siren for a lullaby singing him to sleep
He was bleeding from a
Torn by a slug, fired from the barrel of a two gun

That scorched a blister on the of a punk by now
Is learnin' you have to pay to be a hero anyhow

He dressed the hole in his gut with a dollar bandage
A king's for a bedspread that don't amount to nuthin'
Just cobweb on a busted ukulele
And the Nightstick leaned on a shillelagh
With the poison of a junkie's broken on his lip

He staggered in the shadows screaming I ain't never been
And he shot out every street light on the
the frozen ham and eggers at the penny arcade
And throwin' out of a blood stained salary
They were dead in their at the shootin' gallery

And they off a twenty-one gun salute
And from the of his eye, he caught the alabaster orbs
And from a dime a dance hall girl and stuffed a thousand bill
In her blouse and caught the cruel and unusual of her smile

And the Nightstick winked a rainsoaked brim
Ain't no one seen hide nor of him see
No one but a spade on Riker's and me

And so if you're mad enough to listen to a full of whiskey man
Then you're mad to look beyond where bloodhounds dare to go
If you want to know just where the Nightstick's out
You be down at the ferry landin', oh, say bout half past a nightmare

When it's twisted on a clock you 'em Nickels sentcha
Whiskey always him talk

You ask for Charon with the mud on his kicks
He's the skipper of the deadline
And she sails the Bronx across the river Styx
And a riddle's just a for a dreamer

'Cause when the vane's sleepin' and the moon turns his back
You crawl on your 'long the railroad tracks
And cross your heart and hope to die and a needle in your eye
'Cause he'd cut my bleedin' heart out if he out that I squealed

'Cause you see a scarecrow, it's just a
Who marked the cards that he
And pulled a switch
Out on the edge of Potter's