Luyện nghe bài hát Maximum Firepower

This one's for the boy and the farmer in debt
Each is barbed wire, each chord is a threat
This blues guy I met that had a hit
Said, You don't be loud, son, to be heavy as shit

Well, I'm the triggerman, baby, tonight prove
this machine here, well, it kills fascists too
And be surprised if the 'Sermon on the Mount'
The next time is delivered in a little coffee

'Cause here's gotta let them know
I doubt me but here I go
I hit the button, tape started to
Yeah, the song's got fire, got no soul

a lonely stretch of blacktop between here and home
Drop down into the valley, piano in the living room
When you see the barn you'll know the journey's through
My dog's in the backseat 'cause he knows it too

You'll need a fake and fix your disguise
And don't fire, sugar, you see the whites of their eyes
I turned the cheek but now I'm through
The you're in makes choices for you

I was checking off names and I late to dinner
the slices of pie keep getting thinner and thinner
Brothers and sisters, and repent
The landlord's dead, you can the rent

You got twelve fine but one of 'em's rotten
a hole out back, ain't got no bottom
Forty in the wilderness, forty sleepless nights
I'm confused, half and sure I'm right

There's a lonely stretch of between here and home
Drop into the valley, piano playin' in the living room
When you see the white barn you'll know the through
My barking in the backseat 'cause he knows it too

Officer, please, I won't be
the radio station, requested this song
Now I had my doubts about I knew
So I turned it up and then it true

the ring if the Queen will let you
But come over the fence and the dogs get you
On a rope the traitor, on a hook hung the meat
You and me are missing persons 'til we're in the streets

So seize the time and storm the
And correct with maximum firepower
For the sins of the father, the son, he pay
The Nightwatchman and he taketh away

Thought hard about this next line, pretty sure it's
If you take a step towards freedom it'll take two steps you
So, mister, I ain't and, mister, I ain't worried
'Cause on lonely stretch of blacktop I sit as judge and jury

There's a lonely stretch of between here and home
Drop down the valley, piano playin' in the living room
When you see the barn you know the journey's through
My dog's in the backseat 'cause he knows it too

The strikes the hour, tonight we ride
The clock the hour, tonight we ride
The clock the hour, tonight we ride
You've got three seconds to choose sides