text_original: The first man was Larry Red King. He was drunk. He looked wild. I welcomed him. I sent him to her room. But Larry King was your friend. I had forgotten that. He came out with her. He was sober and terrible. Like the mad woman that I was I rushed at him to tear her away. He shot me.
text_transcription: THE FIRST MAN WAS LARRY RED KING HE WAS DRUNK HE LOOKED WILD I WELCOMED HIM I SENT HIM TO HER ROOM BUT LARRY KING WAS YOUR FRIEND I HAD FORGOTTEN THAT HE CAME OUT WITH HER HE WAS SOBER AND TERRIBLE LIKE THE MAD WOMAN THAT I WAS I RUSHED AT HIM TO TEAR HER AWAY HE SHOT ME
phonemes: ðə fˈɜːst mˈæn wʌz lˈæɹi ɹˈɛd kˈɪŋ. hiː wʌz dɹˈʌŋk. hiː lˈʊkt wˈaɪld. aɪ wˈɛlkʌmd hˌɪm. aɪ sˈɛnt hˌɪm tə hɜː ɹˈuːm. bˌʌt lˈæɹi kˈɪŋ wʌz jʊɹ fɹˈɛnd. aɪ hæd fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩ ðˈæt. hiː kˈeɪm ˈaʊt wɪð hɜː. hiː wʌz sˈoʊbɚ ænd tˈɛɹᵻbəl. lˈaɪk ðə mˈæd wˈʊmən ðæt aɪ wʌz aɪ ɹˈʌʃt æt hˌɪm tə tˈɛɹ hɜːɹ ɐwˈeɪ. hiː ʃˈɑːt mˌiː.