Luyện nghe bài hát Lorraine

Seven blonde

gather in the square

They raise their up to the sun

Their is so thin and white

You know their fathers surely be wealthy

I watch the others stand around and a crucifix

A of vapor

Some stray birds

The one on the end, the one on the end

She called me over, she me aside

She said, you know, I to make it all look different

It seems that every I lay down

On it, and like a snake in water

And I look out of it,

It's like the one last week

Was breathing

And she said she had white light

You know, she said she had some morphine

But she didn't have no

So she just took this

And she it on a white vein

And then she took a orchid

And she ripped apart that flower

And she took the white light

she said, hey, later for the morphine

She took the razor and slit open her vein

She slit open her white

She put the flower the slit vein

She the white light through the red stem

She put the white light the red stem

She just poured it through the red

I was talking my angel

I was with my angel then . . .

I was the staircase

I was talking with my
He that beauty is only terror
You know when terror is beginning
I thought I heard some
You know Lorraine, she was
She'd been real sick lately
She had been kicking her habit

I went to see her
I had the in my pocket
She had jewels between her
And there was across Lou's carpet
I know that she's better
I saw her down to the market

She went
The sharp black
She wants to die just to save her

But she wants to
She wants to her band
She the stage is God's left hand

I'm in the cellar
Beneath my apartment
I had the on my shoulder
You know, his they were kinda shattered

He plays with broken
And he that he just saw Sally
And that was with Lorraine
And they were in the alley

So I went to see them
. . . they were doing it together

And there was a little blood along the
I know they were better

They got
They
They to die but now they got plans
They want to live; they to start their band
They swear the stage is God's left

I'm waiting in the now
The angel the mirror
But he still that beauty
That beauty is one part of terror

There's a on the ceiling
Of a dog . . . he had like rubies,
And the angel just remembered
That Lorraine was at the

I found her in the back
There was across the next seat
she reached out to touch me
I thought that that that was so

So I stuck her my finger
It was like a knife through
She had a song along her

I she was feeling better

She got
She
She to die but now she got plans

She to live
She to start her band
She swear the stage is God's left