Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Shoot My Dog

Listening to the of an angry old man
He had the whole world in his but
He had a hole there in his
Never had much trouble fitting into his
Dived into life
And ended up by
by drowning
His blood is pure venom and his teeth are solid
His clothes are from human skin
a thousand years old
He lives down by the poisoned
Where only swim
Sits there moonshine
a mean violin a mean violin
A wicked violin

You've got four lines on forehead
And that me that you're worried
Don't my dog
shoot my dog
I please don't shoot my dog

His wife is laying face down in the pool upon the
He me through his blindness
As I her with my torch
His skin goes tight around his
As he smiles his blinding
Points over to a dozen wives laying in a
in a pile pile high