Luyện nghe bài hát Money and the Ghost of Peter Tyler

All I can right now is your blood
And God knows you better run from me
You son of a whore
you won't be here for long
You let your down
And I sure as hell play the bitch
I never that it would be like this
I wasn't told that it would be like
But I will on running, pressing on and fighting
For everything I believe
You catch me afraid
Tell your you love them
Leave the in charge
you will never see grow up
I become a casualty
Tie him to the tree
"My are perfect and when I start to carry them out
May God mercy on you for I will have none"
watch you fucking burn
You may this is the end
As I am tied to a tree
You may my body
But you take my soul away from me
I am the 15th, the 1st and the 99th!
They took the body; they took the body from me
took the body, they took the body away from me
Tell your family you love
Leave the boy in charge
You
You
You
You
You
die!