Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

Patricia Lutz, 20, Baltimore, Maryland
Hollywood in 1983
Leaving trashed marriage behind, happy full of life
The city of sun and sin, the journey to hell

Robin D Waters impersonator of the one
in black, shaved head, ringleader of misguided youths
Community of misfits surrogate
Drugs and at St. Griffith Park Observatory

He had made his choice, was the one
He her by her hand and led her down
His private hell, caught in his
Patricia Lutz took by its cold hand

She would give him a son, the of Satan
She now had shaved her head clean
His growing for each day
In the of Patricia his darkness queen

Angel dusted flashed-out
Midnight hour, black magic
One hundred black lit
By his hand the glass would stop

power, thought control
At day time down the coffee place
The home but millions of riddles
At time she'd prostitute herself

Acid hell more craves
The hold up fails, the misfits
Refuse to be their federate
It's time to their destiny

St. Griffith Park
Midnight hour, a pscychos last
The is for fools and hell is awaiting
A .38 in a fragile woman's hand

Just one shot, it's all so
All be well just aim at the head
Look into the eyes, the eyes of
Just press that and you're dead

Six years would pass, a came
Sun bleached skulls to rest

White