Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Jenny

She came down from the Western Hills we were not prepared
I deaf ears to words of warning, now I'm running scared
Casting caution to the now that the cat's away
I say my grace, fill my face, then for forgiveness

God knows I was an honest man, the as any other
Who loved his wife, worked all his life to keep his
Until the beast that never sleeps beneath my silken
Reared its head and bit its at my morality

Her passion for passion, it will
Cruel are the thorns of this flower
Her for lust, it will consume
A siren song summons all men to their

She of her innocence, a plea I must contest
While helpless sinners with a missionary zest
She will exercise your demons, exercise your thighs
Await your second-coming a hunger in her eyes

Her sweetmeats are the souls of men, she'll gorge herself to
For yours her heart is thirsting as a spider a fly
No mortal man could ever to suit her as a suitor
rewrite the Kama Sutra if you'd care to watch her try

Her passion for passion, it devour
Cruel are the of this delicate flower
Her lust for lust, it consume
A siren song summons all men to their

Her passion for passion, it will
are the thorns of this delicate flower
Her for lust, it will consume
A song summons all men to their doom

I reach for heaven, drags me down
fools choose their king, I'll be heir to that crown
A strange of madness I cannot condone
If you are without sin, cast the first stone

Then cast the stone