Luyện nghe bài hát Hellsville

Fixing on a lonely star on 4 Avengers morning, on the
stained steps of Hope, forgotten, our cross like
guilty children waiting our father's home. Hel'' crack
our backs, he'll break our bones. His rod will comb
the that stiffens on our spines. We walk defeated
in a line. Our one is in the fiery furnace . . . Take
us swiftly, take us now to (Bells peal! Roll
the barrel . . . the pills.) But still we'll never die
we cannot pay enough. Our sweet Lord may be
merciful, but he likes to play tough. And HELL
is where the action is. They came lonely stars in
of wholesome entertainment. We're the stars. We're
the stars that line the attraction of the
ages. Buy a ticket, feel our pain. God, outrageous.
It's a in Hellsville.