Luyện nghe bài hát Clowns Of Death

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

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

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

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

I'm the one upon
The ones
Those I can find

And always be some others
Who could march along in line,
March in line

And, move upon the world
In a massive tidal
And shout and make some noise, yeah
Shout and some noise

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

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, we'll be boys, we'll be

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

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

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

I'm the one treads upon the ones
Those I can find
And always be some others
Who will march in line

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

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

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

They're looking for the helpless
They're looking for the
They prey upon the weak and
The crippled and the freaks of

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