Luyện nghe bài hát Huge Gold AK-47

those decadent war swans, with half drawn,
slinging soaked carols at the slave ship sun.
gold ak-47!
huge ak-47!
c'mon, its 4am kick down the gate and spray your like champagne.
tie up your waterfalls and them in the trunk!
in basements, starve your summer suns.
toast day of domination.
another day of demolition.
100 million dollar sound systems squeal your pouding rhythms.
huge ak-47!
huge ak-47!
you're alone, handcuffed to a picked-clean bone, and skull echoes...
we'll what the fuck we want!
pluck your landscapes by piece.
take what the fuck we want!
songs of your beat by beat.
we'll what the fuck we want!
wipe the color your scenery.
we'll what the fuck we want!
suck your indefinitely.
oh, there's a field inside your with breezes sweet as chardonnay,
violins dangling from branches.
but the stripped it from your skin, cracked its ribs in the kitchen,
dressed it in and pissed on every inch.
we march like built of wood and wires blowing out cities like birthday candles.