Luyện nghe bài hát Clowns Of Death

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

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

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

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

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

And there'll always be others
Who could march in line, yeah
March along in

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

Because after all, we are boys
after all, we are only 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

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

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, makeup old and worn
With tattered wings and toothy to amplify their scorn

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

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

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

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

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

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

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