Luyện nghe bài hát Sixshooter

Lost my on a bungyjump on LSD
And in downtown Chicago demons me
drank myself to death in Malaysia
And in a cafe one demon dressed like a geisha

And in my best friend started to fall
But a demon doctor him pills for it all
We praying to God to forget and forgive
But a candyman spread stardust Tel-Aviv

Sixshooter ,
Don't it all on me

And the scythemen demons were wearing capes
Appearing everytime I tried to
They were eating raw meat silver plates
And stomping their feet to the V8

A demon in a six-geared car
On the floor in a rotating bar
With all hell's fire and a Martini
And a hooker in a stolen Lamborghini

Don't it all on me

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

And a red sun rose a pay clinic
And I would eat more than three times a week
The and soothing myrrh I'll apply
Fight the demons to hell I fucking die

And the demon smiled as the spinned
And in my whisky sour the grinned
I was rolling another hundred dollar
And cleaning my for the ultimate thrill

, sixshooter
Don't it all on me