Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Smoke

Believe in me - no money
on the cross, that ain't funny
But my so called are making me a joke
missed out what I said like I never spoke
They choose what they hear - don't tell a lie
They leave out the truth as they're watching you die
Saving soul by taking your money
round shit, bees around honey
Holy smoke, smoke, there's plenty bad preachers
For the to stoke
Feed'em in feet this is no joke
This is thirsty work, making holy
Jimmy and all his friends
Say they be with you at the end
Burning records, books
Holy soldiers, looks
Crocodile smiles just wait a
Till the TV gets her make-up clean
I've in filth, I've lived in sin
And I still smell cleaner than the you're in
Holy smoke, smoke, there's plenty bad preachers
For the devil to
Feed'em in feet first is no joke
This is thirsty work, holy smoke
ain't religious, but they ain't no fools
When Noah built his it was cool
Two by two still going down
And the Circus just left town
I they're strange and when they're dead
They can have a lincoln for bed
Friend of the - trick of the tail
Now they got a prayer - 100 years in jail