Luyện nghe bài hát Hands Off The Bayou

Run, run to the east confession
We dont need your thrills or your cash
Let just, got plans to keep you up there

Swamps, fiddles that whine, the Mayor
Our caves are divine, got conditioned air
Fan-tail, backwash factory, rooms stay up here

off of the bayou
(Get bombs)

Heels, stay in state, it's a new south trap
What, what is the bait? Ya silly
War, exam, you know I learned a lot

About the fiction you tossed and the father's fat and
Your fail less father lost, your is lost
Your in shame

Hands off of the
(Get bombs)