Luyện nghe bài hát Eulogy For A Ghost

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

The coffer hand to hand.
words are offered, silent prayers.
But she is satisfied the most 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 he won't forgive.
They repossess his silver eyes, now in the field he lies.

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

Waiting for a man's shoes.
Have you heard the latest
is back from the dead looking as one would expect.
Dripping the waters of Sheol.
Babbling body and soul.
And Then he found his in their bed buck naked and already wed.

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

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