Luyện nghe bài hát Johnny Ryall

Johnny Ryall is the bum on my
I gave him fifty to buy some soup
He knows the time, with the fresh watch
He's more over than my mayor Ed Koch

windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four
'Cause he gonna work on Maggie's Farm no more
Living on borrowed and borrowed money
in the street there ain't a damn thing funny

With the hand me down food and hand me clothes
A past of which nobody knows
his home all over the place
He goes to sleep by down on his face

Sometimes as the leader of the homeless
drunk, man that kid's always phoneless
Sleepin' on the street in a box
Better off than smokin' the rocks

Ryall, Johnny Ryall
(Kickin' uptown, downtown, kickin' crosstown)
Johnny Ryall, Johnny

He drinks he lies, he's covered with flies
He's got the hand me Pumas and the tie dyes
Well, you go upstate you get head together
Thunderbird is the word and light as a feather

Detox at the house, no booze allowed
Remember the old days with the rockabilly crowd
Memphis is he's from
He in the street but he's no bum

He's a rockabilly star from the of old
He used to have teeth all with gold
He got a platinum voice but gold records
On the bass was boots on the drums was

Vuitton with the Gucci guitar
Johnny Ryall, who do you think you

Johnny Ryall, Johnny
(Drinking Night Train, OE)
Johnny Ryall, Johnny

Donald Trump and Donald Tramp living in the Shelter
Wonder Bread bag shoes, and singing Skelter
He for a dollar, you know what it's for
Man, after bottle, he always needs more

He's no less important than you class stiffs
He a lot of liquor but he don't drink piss
He paid his dues, the blues
He claims that he wrote the Blue Suede

Elvis his head when he went to the army
That's right y'all his is Johnny
(Kick it)

Ryall, Johnny Ryall
Johnny Ryall, Johnny

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