Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Of The Search Party

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

Slouch position men, this is a war
Set the traps, have that criminals head
through the streets on a stick
Someone pay for this
We'll his goddamn brains out

Sleep with one open
You out think us, we've been out of thoughts for a while
You out think us, we've been out of thoughts for a while
And the warrior with the deadliest is the one without
An manual for his gun

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

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

When we find you we'll you alive
We'll pluck out eyes
And the canons will roar as we to the capitol
Dragging hide

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

marching, the bridge is ours
They're to get me
coming to take me away
I'll never make love in this again
Everyone on the dance is doomed

Hit the ground, shut mouth
The prisoners laid waste to the pulpit, you're in for it now
Are these for me?
Have I appointed to speak? Then I'm going to hell
And I'm taking the renaissance me