Luyện nghe bài hát She Looked Like She Owed Death Money

She into the place, a silence followed after
Her cried out in sunken grace
Who's to be my victim
You could tell that she had been the block and back again
A Grizabella with sin
No mother loved her
Ah Ah

She picked the one from the herd,
a broken soul in
him without a word
A siren with no
Zombie steps, he to her
Sucked dry gravitational
back into the black
Another to the ruin

And the men let go their
Removed their hands from their necks
and breathed a (ah ah)
One brave broke the silence
With a voice like a gun
He bellowed "Holy Jesus, Mother
She like she owed death money"
She looked she owed death money
She like she owed death money
She looked she owed death money
Nothing hurts worse than the cold
But listen to me if you want to old
Nothing's the price you pay for her
And she's waiting at the
She's

turned to see who spoke
A shadow by the
Gnarled reached to the youth
and them "come closer"
Heed my and hear me well
That harpy hound straight from hell
and me there for 50 years
and this is all's over
Ah Ah

Now he leaned creaking age
His face caught in the
Gasps of horror filled the air his ghastly hollow
Just a with skin stretched thin
A sallow skeleton
An echoed rattle from
Wrenched his head and howled
Ah Ah

As the gin screeching
The wind whip-cracked the
and sent the screaming men the night (ah ah)
ran until their hearts gave out
Collapsed into the and muttered
"what the bloody hell did we just
He like he owed death...
he looked like he owed money"

he like he owed death money
he looked like he owed money
he looked like he owed money
ah ah ah ah

waiting at the bottom...

she looked like he death money
she looked like he death money
she looked like he owed money
Never to speak of this
Lest you want to line up to him
Nothing hurts than feeling the cold
But there's no going back when your soul's been
And she's at the bottom
She's waiting at the