Luyện nghe bài hát Junkie's Dream

Here comes a joe with a bag full of
Hell make you inside
With his brim hat and his Cadillac
Hell take you for a riii-ide, oh

Long ago youd sold your mothers soul
To the man on the
But now you sell a night of love, pretty
To the people you

Your old man supply the both of you
You should know damn
So the next that your junk, baby, it runs out
You the night in hell,
Oh you broke the in helllll

Your good is a junkies dream
Your good nightmare is a (Ooooooooooo) dreammmm
Oh Ho no (Ooooooooooo)
And dont you little baby (Ooooooooooo)
Some day see it snow (Ooooooooooo)

Ohhh Your nightmare is a junkies dream
Your nightmare Oh
is a standin in the rain
in her hand
Wheels gettin cold and a getting old
And oh God dont you

A has no promise that a hell get by
Without his veins
So go your soul for a bag full of snow
And if your lucky youll die in
And if lucky youll die in vain, Lord, Lord

yeahhh oh
Yeahhhh lorrrrd