Luyện nghe bài hát Eulogy For A Ghost

The leather soles go in,
Stinking of and ten cent gin.
Now who toast our noble host that has this morning given up the ghost?

The wooden hand to hand.
words are offered, silent prayers.
But she is the most while stabbing madly at the roast.

The rib of Adam, the of Eve.
The sons of receive no reprieve.

The creditor with his men.
The death of debtors he forgive.
They repossess his eyes, now in the potter's field he lies.

The rib of Adam, the of Eve.
The sons of Cain no reprieve.

for a dead man's shoes.
Have you heard the news?
Lazarus is back from the dead looking as one expect.
with the waters of Sheol.
Babbling about and soul.
And Then he found his wife in their bed naked and already wed.

The tax collector his sheets.
The door swings open. creak.
Now who will our noble host who has this morning given up the ghost?

The rib of Adam, the of Eve.
The of Cain receive no reprieve.