Luyện nghe bài hát Never To Be Next

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My my worn towel serving as cloth
turned red
Hands clutching at soap and

(Next, next)

I was 20
And we were 100
the followers of the one who led

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I was 20
When my was revealed
In a mobile brothel of an
In the

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Maybe I would have
A little of tenderness
a word
Or a caress
But no

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It was not
And it was not
It was the
I regreted missing school

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But i swear on hearing sergeant
Who was not tuppens
It was a trick that
? made his armies of

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I by the head
Of my first of syphillis
It's voice
That voice sticks
a fist

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That voice stinks of garlic
Foul and crud
the voice of nations
And the voice of

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And then
woman in the heat
Of succuming in my skinny
to be murmering
Next,
deary, next sonny

All the followers of the
Would hold each others
For in my delerium, I scream and demand
He's next....well I'm not
I act as a
Say, it's humiliating to be the followed
the follower

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One day cut my legs off
Or even a nun
hang anything
So long as I'm not
to be next
Never to be
to be next
Next,
don't pick me next
Never to be
I never...never...never....never....never....never to be next