Luyện nghe bài hát Sixshooter

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

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

Sixshooter ,
Don't it all on me

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

A demon in a six-geared car
On the floor in a rotating bar
With all fire and a Vodka Martini
And a roulette hooker in a stolen

spend it all on me

And the demon's fire burned a spoon
In a plastic, fantastic cocoon
On a pharao trip as kings
Rotten, embalmed before the fat lady

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

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

Sixshooter ,
spend it all on me