Luyện nghe bài hát Death of a Ladies' Man

Ah, the man she wanted all her was hanging by a thread
"I never even how much I wanted you," she said
His muscles were numbered and his style was obsolete
Oh baby, I have come too late she knelt beside his

I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to
never see such arms again in wrestling or in love
And all his virtues burning in the smoky
She took unto herself most everything her lost

Now the of this landscape he was standing there at the view
With a sparrow of St. Francis he was preaching to
She to the sentry of his high religious mood
She said, "I'll make a between my legs, I'll show you solitude"

He offered her an orgy in a many mirrored
He promised her for the issue of her womb
She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal
She stopped the rituals of passage to the moon

She his much admired oriental frame of mind
And my heart of darkness alibi, his hides behind
She took his blond Madonna and his monastery
mental space is occupied and everything is mine

He tried to make a final beside the railway track
She said, "The art of longing's over and it's never back"
She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky
She mocked his female and his working class mustache

Now, the last time I saw him he was trying hard to get
A education but he's not a woman yet
And the last time I saw her she was living with some boy
Who gives her soul an empty room who gives her joy

So the great affair is but whoever would have guessed
It leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed
like our visit to the moon or to that other star
I guess you go for nothing if you want to go that far

It's like our visit to the or to that other star
I guess you go for nothing if you really to go that far

It's like our visit to the moon or to that star
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go far