Luyện nghe bài hát Sixshooter

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

And in Rochester my friend started to fall
But a demon gave him pills for it all
We were praying to God to and forgive
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 stomping feet to the roaring V8

A demon in a six-geared car
On the 38th in a rotating bar
all hell's fire and a Vodka Martini
And a hooker in a stolen Lamborghini

spend it all on me

And the demon's fire burned a crooked
In a plastic, fantastic cocoon
On a pharao trip as Egypt
Rotten, embalmed the fat lady sings

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

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

Sixshooter ,
Don't it all on me