Luyện nghe bài hát New Year s Eve at the Gates of Hell

It's New Year's Eve at the gates of
Give the a cigarette and tell him
The boy's all the way from Oklahoma
Oh Lord, what the hell is aroma?
It's Jimmy and all the sonsabitches
Who ripped off musicians and stole their

They're burning over yonder the Fox News whores
Oh, look is that the singer for The
Nope, my 'cause no matter what they did
Poets deserve to be in and by the way, kid
Why am I here I wasn't that bad?
I just didn't like churches but I never plaid

Now I know I'm funky and bar dirty
And I like a Les through a Vox AC30
There's about a lipstick pickup
right into a Blond Tremolux
But I guess I deserve to be burned
Since I by '59 ES 335

And I drank a lot of gin and tonic
But I never threw away my
I kept that turntable my divorce
Playing Neil Young and Crazy
Drunk out of my singing "Tonight's The Night"
It was as lethal on vinyl as White

Now maybe one time I used an Ouija
And I never learned to make a B flat
So I got a headed snake tattoo
I love Tao Te by Lao Tsu
And the and the motion of a roulette wheel
And a woman away in a pair of high heels

Now once I drew an inside flush
And I wished I could like Otis Rush
The truth of the matter is I really sing
But I can quote Martin King
His words are stronger than dust is
"The arc of the universe is long
But it toward justice"

Now back to New Year's Eve at the gates of
It's kind of like the Beverly Hills
Before you can get a table to the fire
A sign says and tie required
The devil is bad and God of is good
But one thing I never understood

God us down in hell for all our sins
Burning in a and it never ends
The decision is made at the highest
Seems Got out sources his work to the
Like he's an on the vice squad
Appears like the is working for God

I can't believe I said I'm losing it
It's New Year's Eve at the of hell
Let's party, did I mention Jimmy
Was a lying son of a