Luyện nghe bài hát Metal Fume Fever

I was out on the factory floor
I couldn't feel my legs, I couldn't
I'm metal for motherfuckers
I'm making weapons for lovers

I got the fever, I got fume fever

You might as well do
You're gonna get sick of nasty
Out in the modern world, doubled
What kind of cancer did you ask

It came out of the plant and the sky
your eyes, into your bones
Into homes, into your skin
You can't wash it off your