Luyện nghe bài hát Huge Gold AK-47

those decadent war swans, faces 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 pitch-black basements, your summer suns.
toast day of domination.
toast day of demolition.
100 million dollar sound squeal your name's pouding rhythms.
huge ak-47!
huge ak-47!
you're alone, handcuffed to a bone, and your skull echoes...
we'll take the fuck we want!
your landscapes piece by piece.
we'll take the fuck we want!
songs of your youth by beat.
we'll take what the we want!
the color from your scenery.
we'll what the fuck we want!
suck your indefinitely.
oh, there's a inside your face with breezes sweet as chardonnay,
violins dangling from branches.
but the soldiers stripped it from skin, cracked its ribs in the kitchen,
dressed it in drag and pissed on inch.
we march like insects built of wood and wires blowing out cities birthday candles.