Luyện nghe bài hát Blot

Welcome stranger, in
The presumption of innocence was again
up-sell off
Triumphalism be a curse or even worse
inherited it's recurring
Oh God

I have walked, I swum, I've hitchhiked and I've run
Do you know I mean
I have sat my beer in the EH Drive-In
Do you know what I've

The triumphalist and are joined ear
And hip and phone, they're their chrome
Carve up, off
Some people with chainsaw tongue
Some golden arches smile
Some relish others suffering, some run and hide

I have dreamed, I have schemed, I have made myself
Do you what I mean?
I sat up and I have strayed got caught up and I prayed
Do you know I've seen?

The story's just the but the ending it can change
He wants to a monument it's everlasting in cement
cellular recombinant, he is not lite, he will not die
Carve off

pick up all the pieces they're available from species
With all the and all the sheep
And all the human bits and
But he'll make you the releases, 'Welcome'

In the year of the reign of the real
Kane Wilkommen, the is on
It's a falling down on and I