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 like a

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

, sixshooter
Don't it all on me

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

A demon in a six-geared car
On the 38th floor in a bar
With all fire and a Vodka Martini
And a hooker in a stolen 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 over a pay clinic
And I would eat more often than three times a
The healing and soothing myrrh I'll
Fight the demons to hell I fucking die

And the smiled as the circle spinned
And in my whisky sour the devil
I was rolling another hundred bill
And my nose for the ultimate thrill

, sixshooter
Don't it all on me