Luyện nghe bài hát Shinning Sinners

Well, I'm walkin' down danger street
The where eyes don't dare to meet
Dirt doorways silhouettes
A teeth, grind, grinning of threat

Down you ask for all you get
east side angrys'll getchoo yet
Ignore the cat look straight ahead
You could up the other side of dead
(If lucky)

Well, I took a sideways
Straight into some Chicano eyes
They were wild
she'd been snortin' some of that cocaine

She was for trouble, boilin' for blood
But I had to say she was
From the tip of her toes to her flaming red
She's gonna drag me up to her carnal of no way out desire

Help,
You help yourself
me, help me
You son of a gun
You gotta run run

Well, I was getting to the neighborhood
Getting to know how it and smelled
Watching the in tenement hell

Love was rape and love for sale and death a of life
was rare but who cares? Who cares?
When living by the knife

Well, I took a of bitter coffee
Pulled a face as hit me
End up with a new
Carved where my throat to be

And I saw him, tall and proud
Wearing the entire garbage dump
his neck and wrists

And I saw him
red Chicano sweat bandanna
And colors held together by and fury
Oh, wow, ee, ow

The of the shining sinners
The leader of the shining

And she was by his
This Vampira I'd seen
She at me the look of scum

Help,
You gotta help
Help me, me
You son of a gun
You gotta run run

He walked, did I say
Well, I walked
Right up to me at a pace
He looked at me and said, "Shit"

My knees bucklin'
My brow was
I stared straight at his knee cap
I had to soon

The leader of the shining
Sweet 'n' sharp and 'n' calm
He for them, they die for him

Bitten through with nails of
He takes his of laughing dead
To up the wages of skin

Keep my eyes upon the
Nothing else save me
In this battlefield of blood and

I'll take this stiletto
And with all the left in my heart
I'll, I'll the life of the leader of the shining sinners

He lay upon the
Coughing up
He up at me
Yes, I was the big one now

And said, "I wanted to your hand, you little runt
For the guts to walk into my neighborhood
I you"
And with he died

and laughless
The wastrels of the sinners
Lay me out like some dead cat on the
I taste the taste of filth

My caves in on itself
Now no one's leading anyone
And I what I did it for
And I what I did it for

Why did I do it?
Why did I do it?
Why, why did I do it?
Why? Why?