Luyện nghe bài hát Junkie's Dream

Here comes a joe with a bag of snow
Hell make you inside
his wide brim hat and his Cadillac
Hell you for a riii-ide, oh baby

ago youd have sold your mothers soul
To the man on the
But now you a night of love, pretty baby
To the you meet

Your old man cant the both of you
You know damn well
So the next time that junk, baby, it runs out
You broke the in hell,
Oh you broke the night in

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

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

A junkie has no promise a hell get by
pumpin his veins
So go sell your soul for a bag full of
And if lucky youll die in vain
And if your lucky die in vain, Lord, Lord

Oooooh oh
Yeahhhh lorrrrd