Luyện nghe bài hát Maximum Firepower

This for the shoeshine boy and the farmer in debt
Each string is wire, each chord is a threat
This blues guy I met never had a hit
Said, You don't gotta be loud, son, to be heavy as

Well, I'm the triggerman, baby, tonight I'll
That machine here, well, it kills fascists too
And don't be if the 'Sermon on the Mount'
The next time is delivered in a little coffee

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

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

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

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

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

There's a lonely of blacktop 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 be long
Called the radio station, requested song
Now I had my doubts about what I
So I turned it up and it sounded true

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

So seize the and storm the tower
And correct with maximum firepower
For the of the father, the son, he must 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 towards you
So, mister, I scared and, mister, I ain't worried
'Cause on that lonely stretch of blacktop I sit as judge and

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

The clock strikes the hour, tonight we
The clock strikes the hour, tonight we
The clock strikes the hour, tonight we
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