Luyện nghe bài hát I've Got a Witch Mad at Me and You Could Get into Trouble

Consider your fair warning
There's no turning now
You're your
Blanket of gospel

For the smut of vicious
You won't need wool coat
out there the sun beats through

So interlock fingers with mine
And tight
Stay close
We much time
So cut to the quick
We'll burn the oil

The sun peek into our windows
And be surprised to find beds
Walls naked, our stripped
Of all threads
We awake in a new world

Our own
This floating
A slab
Where burn
For us the end

When dawn
We'll be ten deep
If we can fight of turning
explore our new home
And find similarities at turn

No how far we go
It's all a of a whole
Even if all locks are
Or calloused become our

No how far we go
no escaping the glow
We'll our seats at the throne
is now our home