Luyện nghe bài hát Atheists Don't Have No Songs

Christians their hymns and pages,
Nagila's for the Jews,
Baptists have the of ages,
Atheists just the blues.
Romantics play de Lune,
agains sing He is risen,
But no one ever a tune,
For existentialism.
For Atheists,
There's no news,
never sing a song of faith.
For atheists,
They a rule,
The "he" is lowercase.
The "he" is lowercase.
Some folks sing a cantata,
get Christmas trees,
Atheist add up to nada,
But they do have free.
Pentecostalists sing they to heaven,
Coptics the books of scrolls,
can count to seven,
Atheists have and roll.
For Atheists,
no good news,
They'll never sing a of faith.
In songs,
have a rule,
The "he" is lowercase.
The "he" is lowercase.
Atheists, Atheists, Atheists,
have no songs!
Christians their hymns and pages,
Hava for the Jews,
Baptists the rock of ages,
Atheists just the blues.
Catholics up for Mass,
And to Gregorian chants.
Atheists take a pass,
football in their underpants.
Watch in their underpants.
Atheists, Atheists, Atheists,
Don't no songs!