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 antichrist a cigarette and him
The boy's here all the way Oklahoma
Oh Lord, the hell is that aroma?
Jimmy Perkins and all the sonsabitches
Who off musicians and stole their riches

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

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

And I drank a lot of gin and tonic
But I never away my Panasonic
I kept turntable through my divorce
Playing Neil Young and Horse
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 learned to make a B flat chord
So I got a double headed tattoo
I love Tao Te by Lao Tsu
And the action and the motion of a wheel
And a woman walking away in a pair of heels

Now once I drew an inside straight
And I wished I could sing Otis Rush
The truth of the matter is I really sing
But I can Martin Luther King
His words are stronger angel 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 Hotel
Before you can get a table to the fire
A sign says jacket and tie
The is bad and God of course is good
But there's one thing I never

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

I can't believe I said that I'm it
It's New Year's Eve at the gates of
party, did I mention Jimmy Perkins
Was a son of a bitch?