Luyện nghe bài hát Sixshooter

Lost my mind on a on LSD
And in Chicago demons haunted me
Almost drank myself to in Malaysia
And in a Paris cafe one demon dressed a geisha

And in my best friend started to fall
But a demon doctor gave him for it all
We were praying to God to forget and
But a candyman spread stardust over

, sixshooter
Don't it all on me

And the demons were wearing black capes
everytime I tried to escape
They were eating raw meat from plates
And their feet to the roaring V8

A sixshooter in a six-geared car
On the 38th in a rotating bar
With all hell's fire and a Martini
And a roulette hooker in a Lamborghini

Don't it all on me

And the demon's fire a crooked spoon
In a plastic, fantastic oxygen
On a trip as Egypt kings
Rotten, before the fat lady sings

And a red sun rose over a pay
And I would eat more often than three times a
The healing and myrrh I'll apply
Fight the demons to hell until I die

And the demon smiled as the circle
And in my sour the devil grinned
I was rolling hundred dollar bill
And cleaning my nose for the thrill

Sixshooter ,
Don't it all on me