Luyện nghe bài hát Eulogy For A Ghost

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

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

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

The rides with his men.
The death of debtors he 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 dead shoes.
Have you heard the latest
Lazarus is back the dead looking as one would expect.
with the waters of Sheol.
Babbling about and soul.
And he found his wife in their bed buck naked and already wed.

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

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