Luyện nghe bài hát Death of a Ladies' Man

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

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

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

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

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

He tried to make a final stand beside the track
She said, "The art of longing's over and it's coming back"
She his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance
She mocked his female fashions and his working class

Now, the last time I saw him he was trying hard to get
A woman's education but he's not a yet
And the time that 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 over but whoever would guessed
It would 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 really to go that far

It's like our visit to the moon or to that other
I guess you go for if you really want to go that far

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