Luyện nghe bài hát Lorraine

Seven women

They gather in the

raise their hands up to the sun

Their skin is so thin and

You know their fathers must be wealthy

I the others stand around and form a crucifix

A of vapor

Some stray birds

The one on the end, the one on the end

She called me over, she me aside

She said, you know, I have to it all look different

It seems that time I lay down

On it, and it's like a in water

And when I out of it,

like the one from last week

Was breathing

And she she had some white light

You know, she said she had some morphine

But she didn't no gimmicks

So she took this razor

And she laid it on a white

And she took a black orchid

And she just apart that flower

And she took the white light

she said, hey, later for the morphine

She the razor and slit open her white vein

She slit her white vein

She put the flower through the slit

She poured the white light through the red

She put the light through the red stem

She poured it through the red stem

I was talking my angel

I was with my angel then . . .

I was the staircase

I was talking with my
He said that beauty is only
You know when terror is beginning
I thought I some footsteps
You Lorraine, she was coming
been feeling real sick lately
She had been kicking down her

I around to see her
I had the in my pocket
She had between her fingers
And there was blood across Lou's
I know she's feeling better
I saw her down to the market

She went
The sharp black
She to die just to save her soul

But she wants to
She wants to start her
She swears the stage is God's left

I'm sitting in the
my dark apartment
I had the angel on my
You know, his wings they were shattered

He plays with mirrors
And he said he just saw Sally
And that Sally was Lorraine
And they were in the alley

So I around to see them
Ahhh . . . they doing it together

And was a little blood along the concrete
I know they were feeling

They got
They
They to die but now they got plans
want to live; they want to start their band
They swear the stage is left hand

I'm waiting in the now
The angel the mirror
But he insists that beauty
That beauty is one part of terror

There's a painting on the
Of a dog . . . he had like rubies,
And then the just remembered
That was at the movies

I her in the back aisle
There was across the next seat
When she reached out to me
I thought that that was so sweet

So I her with my finger
It was like a knife through
She had a song along her

I KNOW she was better

She got
She
She to die but now she got plans

She to live
She want to start her
She swear the is God's left hand