Luyện nghe bài hát Clowns Of Death

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

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

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

Because 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, we'll be

We'll be boys, 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

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

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

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

Because after all, we are only
Because after all, we are boys
be boys, we'll 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
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 their hideous
Their glaring are filled with hate but I am not afraid
Their painted cracked with age, their makeup old and worn
With tattered wings and toothy grins to amplify their

They're looking for the helpless
looking for the misbegotten
They prey upon the and fractured
The crippled and the of nature

And when the come upon one lost or is alone
Their smiles get bigger and their noses start to glow
snarling sounds to pantomime with furious abandon
And with a scream they pounce to and all the while they're laughing

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

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

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

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

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

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