Luyện nghe bài hát Death of a Ladies' Man

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So the affair is over but whoever would have guessed
It would leave us all so vacant and so deeply
It's like our visit to the moon or to 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

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