Luyện nghe bài hát Huge Gold AK-47

those decadent war swans, with faces drawn,
slinging blood carols at the slave ship sun.
gold ak-47!
huge ak-47!
c'mon, its 4am kick the gate and spray your ammo 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 systems your name's pouding rhythms.
gold ak-47!
huge ak-47!
you're alone, handcuffed to a picked-clean bone, and skull echoes...
we'll take what the we want!
pluck your piece by piece.
we'll what the fuck we want!
songs of your beat by beat.
we'll what the fuck we want!
wipe the from your scenery.
take what the fuck we want!
suck your indefinitely.
oh, there's a inside your face with breezes sweet as chardonnay,
violins dangling willow branches.
but the soldiers stripped it from your skin, cracked its in the kitchen,
dressed it in drag and on every inch.
we march like built of wood and wires blowing out cities like birthday candles.