Luyện nghe bài hát I Love The Pigs

We before the gates of Hell
with filthy bacon smell
Not all are pigs
Some of them are
It is duty to beat you...
...with a BIG STICK!

I THE PIGS!!!!

The cheap
Of manure
You busted her for
And soon dashboard,
Was spackled spunk

You for a bit
But you couldn't
I love the pigs, I the pigs, love the pigs
You and killed again,
And got with it

The count rose, yet,
Yet, I craved more
Fighting just crime had such a bore
That one magic night I raped with a mop...
That sure got the shop!

an AK took my head off
In a drug deal way wrong
By weird Asian dude
That called Knobby Tong
Still called it suicide...
At the the Sgt. cried...

You for a bit
But you quit
I the pigs, I love the pigs, love the pigs
You and killed again,
And got away it

You to do right...
But right, it so wrong...
The filthy ate your soul
That's how you up
Deep in hole.

See them in grandeur
White Knights of the
are all my children...
me to hell...follow me to hell!

Then smiled upon you
You a god
It became resurrection
of the damned
Resplendent in his
His flanks are flecked in
knucklehead
Centurion of

You for a bit
But you couldn't
I love the pigs, I love the pigs, love the
You killed and again,
And got away it

They a man with a hog
Then they sewed on the of a dog
Good a club, but not a great shot...
I even hell needs a cop...

cops who as priests wield their clubs and their guns
They get to all the fun!