Luyện nghe bài hát Junkie's Dream

Here comes a joe a bag full of snow
Hell make you inside
With his wide brim hat and his
Hell take you for a riii-ide, oh

ago youd have sold your mothers soul
To the man on the
But now you a night of love, pretty baby
To the you meet

Your old man cant the both of you
You should damn well
So the time that your junk, baby, it runs out
You the night in hell,
Oh you broke the in helllll

Your good nightmare is a junkies
Your good nightmare is a junkies (Ooooooooooo)
Oh Ho no (Ooooooooooo)
And dont you worry little (Ooooooooooo)
Some day youll see it (Ooooooooooo)

Ohhh good nightmare is a junkies dream
Your good Oh
is a standin in the rain
in her hand
Wheels gettin cold and a getting old
And oh God you understand

A has no promise that a hell get by
Without his veins
So go sell soul for a bag full of snow
And if your lucky die in vain
And if your youll die in vain, Lord, Lord

Oooooh oh
ohhhhh lorrrrd