Luyện nghe bài hát Glory Weed

A thousand voices start their screaming when you
A thousand find their voice and start to scream
We already blew the weed

Your well done fury deserve to pull me down
That magic show can't burn away my ground
We already the game around
And I'm in a fog like a dog

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

Your mama lion mouth and mata soul
That scary you're making at your holy Joe
You brought the battle home

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

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