Luyện nghe bài hát What's The Matter Here?

That boy without a name
I'd know his face
In city the kid's my favorite
I've him, I've seen a
I see him day

Seen him run
for a place to hide
From his
The kid half
And to myself
"Oh, what's the here?

I'm of the excuses
Everybody
your kid
Do as you see fit
But who you the right
To do

We on Morgan Street
ten feet between
And his mother, I see her
But her screams and
I hear them every day

Threats
If you mind
I beat on your behind
you, slap you silly
me say
"Oh, what's the matter

I'm of the excuses
uses
He's kid
do as you see fit
But get this
That I approve
Of you did
To your own and blood

Oh I heard the excuses
uses
He's kid
do as you see fit
But get through
That I approve
Of you did
To your own flesh and

if you don't sit
In chair straight
I'll take this
From my waist
And you think
That I use it

me and take your time
What be the awful crime
He could do at so young an
If I'm the only to your madness
Offer me words to balance
Out what I see and what I

All these and rude
that you do
I you do
he belongs to you
And of love
And the feel of
You've given him these
And sores that don't heal time or his age

And I to say, "Hi"
to say
"What's the here?"
But I dare say
"What's the here?"
But I don't say