Luyện nghe bài hát Halls Of Illusions

Ticket please, thanks, walk the doors
the Halls of Illusion and visit yours
To see could've, and should've and would've been real
But you had to up the whole deal

take a walk down the hallway
It's a way, it takes all day
And we get to the end, ya find a chair
straps and chains, we slap you in there

Lock you down tight, so you move a thread
And pull eyelids up over your head
'Cuz you're about to witness an dream
It's too bad, it ain't worth seeing

You walk in and see two kids on the
They're playin' Nintendo and he's got the score
And behind them chillin' in the chair
Is wife and you look, oh, you ain't there

It's some other man and they're in hand
How she so happy, ya don't understand
See this is an illusion, it never came
All of you

Back to reality and what about
wife can't smile, 'cuz you knocked her teeth out
And she see straight from gettin' hit
'Cuz you're a fat drunk piece of shit

But it's all here, come have a beer
I'll break the top off and, and it in your ear
And death comes wicked, painful and slow
At the of Milenko

Great Milenko, wave your
Don't look now, life is gone
is all because of you
What you got yourself

Great Milenko, wave your
Don't now, your life is gone
is all because of you
What you got into

Look who's next, Mr. Clark
The dirty old man from the park
Ya got your ticket? Thanks, take coat off
And on, why not? I'll rip your throat off

take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way, it all day
And when ya get to the end, ya find a
Ya see all the Yeah, ya boy was just here

We get all different kind of people through
Richies, chickens, and just like you
In the halls, everybody gets a
To sit and witness illusion before ya burn

do we have here? Oh dear
No It looks like ya kids' in the okay
Ya daughter's up in college, top grade
And your son's a doctor, phat pay

got family, the kids and it's all good
They even coach Little in the neighborhood
Is this true? Have ya really seen the Ghost?
Naw, bitch! Not close

Back to reality, son's on crack
And your got nut stains on her back
And they both smell like shit
And live in the gutter and crack to each other

When were kids, you'd beat 'em and leave 'em home
And even whip 'em the cord of the telephone
And that me, man, hey you got a call
Watch your step to Hell, a long fall

Milenko, wave your wand
Don't now, your life is gone
is all because of you
What you got yourself

Great Milenko, wave your
Don't now, your life is gone
is all because of you
What you got yourself

It's to pack up and move to the next town
But we forgot Mr. Bigot, dig it
We can't show ya an illusion, 'cuz we're all
But I'll cut your neck out, how's that?

Great Milenko, your wand
look now, your life is gone
This is all of you
What you got into
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