Luyện nghe bài hát Never To Be Next

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My my worn serving as loin cloth
Face red
Hands clutching at and froth

(Next, next)

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

(Next, next)

I was 20
When my innocense was
In a brothel of an army
In the

(Next, next)

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

(Next, next)

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

(Next, next)

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

(Next, next)

I swear by the
Of my bout of syphillis
that voice
That voice sticks
Like a

(Next, next)

voice that stinks of garlic
Foul drink and
the voice of nations
And the of blood

(Next, next)

And then
Each in the heat
Of succuming in my skinny
Seems to be
Next,
Next deary, next

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

(Next, next, next, next)

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