Luyện nghe bài hát Glory Weed

A thousand voices start screaming when you leave
A thousand screamers find their voice and start to
We blew the glory weed

Your well done fury don't to pull me down
facile magic show can't burn away my ground
We turned the game around
And I'm in a fog a stupid dog

And who do you should tell the story
the bed tonight?
And who did you think shrinking violet
Would out to be?

Your lion mouth and mata mata soul
That scary face you're at your holy Joe
You already brought the battle

And who do you think should the story
Under the bed
And who did you think that shrinking
turn out to be?

Traveling souls like us, the wicked, the
We all eat up this swill these fucked bedtime
You already brought me to my
And I'm cheap and here a souvenir