Luyện nghe bài hát Gul Mudin

Gul Mudin, pop pop
Fantasy, of kill
Sergent Gibbs cut off your
Andy Holmes put it in a
Bravo company platoon
Pool of blood the sky
out savages
Beating off
Jeremy
Open and idiotic
Fire fly by
Day is but a bug
Close eyes Mudin
aglow in the night

Queer for death pup pup
Stoned on hash, porta
In the dust they pushed father
But you climb his heart
Curling up a ball
Rest your head upon his

Judgement will never be
A crow taps the of your sons
The Virgin might not clip its wings
For hell is hot, hell is hot, Satan's cock, is hot

Blowing out
Beating off
Jeremy
Open and idiotic
fly seen by
Day is but a bug
Close your eyes
You're in the night