Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Smoke

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