Luyện nghe bài hát Clowns Of Death

I'm the one who preys the weakest
And the weakest preys
the one who's underneath

I'm the one who see
The waves of kindness
And the tides that the day

I'm the one who
and looks away
Turns and away

Because after all, we are only
Because all, we are only boys
be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be

be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys
We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys

I'm the one treads
The weaker
Those I can find

And there'll be some others
Who could march along in line,
along in line

And, we'll upon the world
In a massive wave
And we'll shout and make noise, yeah
Shout and make noise

Because all, we are only boys
Because after all, we are only
We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys
be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys

We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, be boys
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, be boys

The of death are marching on their hideous parade
Their glaring are filled with hate but I am not afraid
Their painted faces cracked age, their makeup old and worn
With tattered wings and toothy grins to amplify their

They're looking for the ones
They're for the misbegotten
They prey the weak and fractured
The crippled and the of nature

And when the come one who's lost or is alone
Their smiles get even bigger and noses start to glow
Making snarling sounds to pantomime with abandon
And with a they pounce to kill and all the while they're laughing

I'm the one treads the weaker ones
that I can find
And there'll always be others
Who will march along in

And we'll move the world
In a tidal wave
And shout and make some noise, yeah
Shout and some noise

after all, we are only boys
Because after all, we are only
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, be boys
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, be boys

be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be

The clowns of death are marching on hideous parade
glaring eyes are filled with hate but I am not afraid
Their faces cracked with age, their makeup old and worn
With tattered wings and grins to amplify their scorn

They're looking for the ones
They're looking for the
They prey upon the weak and
The and the freaks of nature

Your sons and daughters, innocent, lay in their beds
They'll catch them when not around and smash their little heads
If you think it a dream or that it isn't fair
Just look around outside your door, the are everywhere