Luyện nghe bài hát God Saint Peter And The Guardian Angel

Kids are playing wars
They don't believe in Claus
The baseball are soft of course
The blood is just tomato

As icebergs go, it's the tip
The of the apprenticeship
A short, Glasgow, kiss me quick
Karate chop and Kung fu

And in the wings the wait
Doing things that grannies
to accumulate
A pittance from the state

Then back on a forty four
Put the chain on, lock the
another five bar gate
Sit and

Don't the door don't talk to strangers
not met before
Your angel will watch over you
If your angel has got nothing to do

In space no one can you scream
Because no one's really
Saint got his gates to clean
And God's too saving queens

To get down off the fence
And the meek their inheritance
So only common sense
To get some self-defense

Don't open the door don't to strangers
You've not met
guardian angel will watch over you
If your angel has got nothing to do

open the door don't talk to strangers
You've not met
Your guardian angel will watch you
If your angel has got nothing to do

And so we leave nursery rhyme
This gruesome pantomime
From the cradle to a life of and back again
And now it's time to say