Luyện nghe bài hát Beware the Killer Tents

Beware the killer
the killer tents

The tents are coming, over the
We thought they were
But now set to kill
At Ridge this summer
Somehow enraged the Falcon Gods
Tents have to creeping, crawling, body-snatching pods

It was time for the big hoedown, it was '99
Susan Werner saw a tent pole grow like an ivy
from Ohio through his rear view mirror saw
How with reckless abandon were eatin' people raw
(Tents, is)

The Kennedy's Greg Brown
From his soul bowl
Said surely good can come from
Such a grassy

Time to cut the
And beat a fast
Cause Vance Gilbert's tasty
And those tents they eat
(They the dark meat)

The are coming, over the hill
We they were inanimate
But now they're set to
At Ridge this summer
Somehow enraged the Falcon Gods
have turned to creeping, crawling, body-snatching pods

Roger the Jester joshing when he said, "They'll kill us all"
And an unharmonious wail announced the end of Paul
Cry, cry, cry as they devoured, run, run, run as they
The undigested flesh of LJ Booth and Earle

execute a Hudson crossing
As the tent commands
Slithering all the way from Utah
Screwdrivers in

To dismantle the
From where feasts are flowing
So this time next year field will just be
Asparagus growing

The are coming, over the hill
We thought they were
But now they're set to
At Falcon Ridge summer
Somehow we've enraged the Gods
Tents have turned to creeping, crawling, pods

Beware the tents

Tony hallowed banjo
The hungry tents sup
And Ani will be swallowed
Up, up, up, up, up

From Ferron exact
Their vendetta
And the Nields will have the chance
To get over slut Greta

No Falcon Ridge performer will escape this ghastly
Except for those who weren't
And those whose are hard to rhyme
of Fruvous, you may ask

Listen up, let me
We joined forces with the
And turned into the King of Spain

Yes, with terrifying army
Fruvous futures been coupled
pissed off the folkies
But our ticket prices have been

The are coming, over the hill
We thought were inanimate
But now they're set to
At Falcon this summer
Somehow we've enraged the Gods
Tents turned to creeping, crawling, body-snatching pods

the killer tents
Beware the killer