Luyện nghe bài hát Halls Of Illusions

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

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

Lock you down tight, so you can't move a
And pull your up over your head
'Cuz you're to witness an illusionary 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 sittin' behind chillin' in the chair
Is your wife and you look, oh, you there

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We get all different kind of people comin'
Richies, chickens, and bitches like you
In the halls, everybody a turn
To sit and witness your illusion ya burn

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

They got family, the kids and all good
They coach Little League in the neighborhood
Is this Have ya really seen the Holy Ghost?
Naw, bitch! Not even

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

they were kids, you'd beat 'em and leave 'em home
And even 'em with the cord of the telephone
And reminds me, man, hey you got a call
Watch your step to Hell, it's a fall

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

Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your 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, we're all packed
But still cut your neck out, how's that?

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