Luyện nghe bài hát Born To Be Mild

Oh Jesus you
get on your knees and
you'll die and go to
but here in hell stay
our Bible is our music, and tha guitar is our
licks and broken picks
we are the horde
the bleedind of Jesus
is on our souls
lightning strikes for sin
and death and and roll
wanna be like anyone
we out in the crowd
drinkin, smokin, out
we like our music

we made to be bad
and it might you mad
so wild
you're 2 B Mild

denim jeans and sticky
a rock & roll machine
hanging out with all our
we the people scream!
dont your god, we have our own
dont wanna be just clone
you have your family
Joseph, Jesus and
we prefer a wall of
and foxy long haired
if you die you wake
you the lord your soul to take
you see it's all so fake
too bad for you to that fate

preachin on the
for all the world to
'cause were to you fear