Luyện nghe bài hát Sixshooter

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

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

Sixshooter ,
Don't it all on me

And the demons were wearing black capes
Appearing everytime I tried to
They were eating raw meat 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 hell's and a Vodka Martini
And a roulette hooker in a Lamborghini

Don't it all on me

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

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

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

, sixshooter
Don't it all on me