Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Coming Out Of The Monkey's Head

Once upon a at the foot of a great mountain
There was a town where the known as Happyfolk lived
Their very a mystery to the rest of the world
Obscured, as it was, by clouds
Here they played out their lives
Innocent of the of excessive violence that was growing in the world below
To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called was enough
Then one day, Strangefolk arrived in the
They came in camouflage, hidden dark glasses, but no one noticed them
They only saw shadows you see, without the to the eyes
The happy folk were

out of airplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, going home
out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing, the of the dead
The dance of the dead, the of the dead

In time, the Strangefolk found their way the higher reaches of the mountain
And it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable sincerity and
By chance, they stumbled upon the place all good souls come to rest
The Strangefolk, they coveted the in these caves above all things
And soon they began to the mountain
It's rich seam fueling the chaos of own world

Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk restlessly
Their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at souls
day, people would wake and stare at the mountain
Why was it bringing darkness their lives?

And as the strange mined deeper and deeper into the mountain
began to appear
Bringing with them a and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the Monkey
For the first time, the felt fearful
For they knew that soon the monkey would from it's deep sleep
Then there came a sound, distant first, that into castrophany so immense
That it could be far away in space
were no screams, there was no time
The mountain monkey had spoken
There was only fire, and

Oh town in USA, the time has come to see
There's nothing you you want
But were you when it all came down on me?
Did you me out?