Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Of The Search Party

No man his post
A gatecrasher has called us to
up your torch
I want this ship cleaner a hospital ward
A has polluted our ranks

into position men, this is a war
Set the traps, we'll have that head
through the streets on a stick
Someone will pay for
We'll squeeze his brains out

Sleep one knife open
You can't out think us, been out of thoughts for a while
You can't out think us, been out of thoughts for a while
And the with the deadliest weapon is the one without
An instruction for his gun

This is a of dunces
We are the new global stalking the land
Gnashing dull teeth, tapping our feet, and humming
And watching clock

what you get, that's what you get
That's you get
That's what you get for fucking us
That's what you get for with us

When we find you we'll you alive
We'll pluck out your
And the canons will as we march to the capitol
Dragging your

Drooling polished monsters
Tracking the of a sleeping child
Your gave you away
Next time it's best to cry

Keep marching, the is ours
They're to get me
They're coming to me away
never make love in this town again
Everyone on the dance floor is

Hit the ground, shut your
The prisoners have laid waste to the pulpit, in for it now
Are helicopters for me?
I been appointed to speak? Then I'm going to hell
And I'm taking the with me