Luyện nghe bài hát Bullets, Bombs & Bigotry

One for two for hell
Three for the lowest high you sell
Gotta for a try but don't stop the lie
Five for the piss and in your eye

Six for the that you wrench
Seven for the gold never quench
Eight and nine for the fly
And ten for the one who 'til I die

I must and Ill believe
on trust in me
With all my greed give to in need
Come on with me

I be true but shall deceive
on lie with me
My little pill my guilty
on die with me

Sin, sex,
to end this parody
Terror tyranny
The carcass of

pills, poverty
Victors rewrite
Bullets bombs and
yourself for world war three

This testament to the torture
Beg for release from the lie I bought you
You high your endings nigh
Get it hard for the lord of

I'm a vacuous and a whore
Bend right and beg for more
A lie for a lie and a noose for a
Don't complicate yourself with the

I'm Im the master
Keep on waiting as I die of
Get on covered in fleas
I best in twos and threes

The teasing pleasing little
The twisted knife begs to kill
Wistful and whiskey drinking
It all makes when your fists are thinking