Luyện nghe bài hát Hurry Down Doomsday

The man in the of this picture has a sinister purpose
In the teeming Temple of the Kings
He's planting a trashy paperback for accidental purchase
Containing all the of life and other useless things
But I can't myself to look
Wake up, zombie, write yourself book
You want to scream and shout, my little flaxen
Hurry down Doomsday, the bugs are taking

She sleeps with the shirt of a late, great country
Stretched out on her poor husband's pillow
In time you can turn these into careers
While the parents of those kidnapped children the bidding for their tears
But I can't bring to look
Wake up, zombie, get off the hook
You want to scream and shout, my little lout
Hurry Doomsday, the bugs are taking over

Forget about Beethoven, and rock and roll
about Mickey Mouse, Marlboro and Coca Cola
Forget Cadillac, Mercedes and Toyota
about Buddha, Allah, Jesus and Jehovah
Hurry down Doomsday, the bugs are taking

Any day now a insect mutation
Will swoop down and devour the white burden
out with all of the sensitive ones
Better like a fly if you don't want to die
Look out, goes Gordon!
But I bring myself to think
Wake up zombie, up a big stink
You want to scream and shout, my little lout
Hurry down Doomsday, the bugs are taking