Luyện nghe bài hát Beastie

From early days of infancy, through trembling of youth
murky middle age and final hours long in the tooth
Here's the hundred of terror, creature you love the least
Picture his name before you and the beast

He roved up and down through history, spectre with tales to
In the darkness when the campfire's dead, to each his hell
If you look behind your shoulder as you feel his to feast
You can witness now the everchanging of the beast

Beastie, beastie, beastie,

If you wear a sporran, you can keep the foe at bay
You can pop those pills and some psychiatrist who'll say
"There's nothing I can do for you, everywhere's a danger
I'd love to get rid of it but I've got one of my own"

Beastie, there's a beast my shoulder
Beastie, and a fiend upon my
Beastie, his burning breath a-heaving
Beastie, smoke from his stack

And he moves the covers
Beastie, or he below the bed
Beastie, he's the beast upon shoulder
Beastie, and he's the price upon your

He's the lonely fear of dying and for some of too
He's private nightmare pricking, he'd just love to turn the screw
So stand as one defiant, yes and let your voices
Stare that beastie in the and really give him hell

Beastie, there's a beast my shoulder
Beastie, and a fiend upon my
Beastie, feel his breath a-heaving
Beastie, smoke oozing his stack

Beastie, and he moves beneath the
Beastie, or he below the bed
Beastie, he's the beast upon shoulder
Beastie, and the price upon your head
out, look out