Luyện nghe bài hát Hadlock Padlock

i ran matlock at hadlock padlock
i said you seen my love?
he he was over on elkins road
face down in a of blood
i ran into blair warner
at the chevron at four
i said did you see him
she said that was a rumor
duper small town trumor
he was off
to treatment last

what goes around don't come not in this town
seven walls go up for every one wall that comes
and the old ladies they'll be young again someday
do your job you dirty slob or nobody paid

she was on the dock trying to hit the moon with rocks
along a man with his cock in his hand
he said what do you think? she said i you stink
she spit in his eye, said bye-bye, and pushed him in the drink

then she to the pay shower and pumped quarters for an hour
even though she made it she still felt
wrapped the on a rope around her throat
dear god i really hope you'll let me into heaven
'cause i'm eleven and i've got nowhere to go

what goes around don't come not in this town
a subway sandwich shop goes up and the roller rink down
and the kids all pray they'll either get away
or get a job like chad in dad's meth lab and become one day

little david was learning to skate, practiced single day
falling and falling and falling but he finally learned to ollie
he wondered who he'd tell, thought he would mel,
but mel and all his friends were in the county jail

which is where i sent the letter that said are gonna get better
he said you've got it all wrong, why'd you write this song?
i said 'cause in my head even if you want me dead
just because i said what i meant doesn't mean i meant what i said

what goes around come around not in this town
you don't need karmic retribution if you've got ammunition
and always prayed that someday she'd get laid
by some dumb fuck a pickup truck and really good cocaine

please do me a favor when you go to saver
get a half-rack of for the girls,
two beef mighty bites, a pack of old gold lights,
and meet us at the end of the

i'll be standing on the with the sunset in my eyes
i'll be too insignificant to feel the to lie
i wonder if this climbing that you city do
ever leads you to a place such a pretty view

what if what goes around is just a crying clown
and the split down the middle and a mighty hand comes down
and we think that we are saved but the is made of clay
and my make messy make up streaks all over my face

what goes around don't around not in this town
seven walls go up for every one wall that down
and the old ladies pray they'll be again someday
do your job you dirty slob or gets paid
nobody gets
nobody saved
do your job you slob or nobody gets paid