Luyện nghe bài hát Richard Ramirez Died Today of Natural Causes

Richard Ramirez died today of causes
Got amped up on speed and into houses
people to death and wrote shit on their skin and left 'em
They finally got him and he to San Quentin

His murder was south of San Francisco
A guy named Peter Pan the town of San Mateo
A girl in the Tenderloin was his first
In the laundry room took a dollar her fist

His last were at the Bristol hotel
I was Night Stalker when I went and rang the bell
Door man buzzed me, said just like them all
Gave me a key and a black cat and led me down the

Had a flight from Boston to Cleveland
Got a death in the family, do some grieving
Lost a relative and eating me up
And I miss them real bad, I a little love

Richard died today of natural causes
These things mark time and make us
Think about we were kids scared of taps on the window
What's under the bed and what's under the

And the Jim massacre got in our heads
And the TV "Elvis Presley is dead,"
And the Khomeini hostages
And Ronald Reagen dodging

While I'm I'm gonna stroll through the old neighborhood
Rick Stan's my age and still lives his mom
When he's not in jail from stalking
Writing bad checks, and cocaine

Mark had such a beautiful smile
We sat on his porch passing the time
And drinking a beer and a pack
Until one day Mark had a heart attack

Friend Ben's got a good job as a
Sister the pool shark Jim Evans
My next neighbors whom I love so
me too but they passed long ago

And if you walk a few blocks down Stahl
There's a house that was the scariest of all
A cute little palm with a "For Sale."
But for those Sexton's kids' was hell

And I'm the truth and if you don't believe
Pick up the Cauffiel's House of Secrets
Had to fly Cleveland to SFO
Got 3 months off until my show

Gonna time with my girl, make a record this summer
Fix my up and hire a plumber
The change so rapidly
Then I came to the studio to work on pretty

And I saw the on James Gandolfini
While I was eating and drinking green tea
The guy died at 51
That's the same age as the guy coming to play drums

I don't like this getting stuff
Having to pee times a day is bad enough
Got a prostate and I got a bad back
When I fuck too much I feel like I'm gonna have a heart

I woke up I saw the headlines
An airline crashing, two people
And I'm at a barbecue in San
And everybody's drunk and feeling well

At fifty-three Richard died but in '83
He was very much
He was the killer in the band
He had a pentagram in the of his hand

And remember the paranoia
When he stalked the suburbs of California
And everybody will remember they were
they finally caught the Night Stalker
And I remember just I was
When Richard died of natural causes