Luyện nghe bài hát Next

a sin
An army towel, my belly
Some of us weep, some of us
Knees to jelly, but Next! Next!
I was just a
A hundred me
I a naked body
A body followed me, Next! Next!
I was just a child when my innocence was
In a mobile army
A of the army, free of cost. Next! Next! Next!

Me, I would have liked a little bit of tenderness
Maybe a word, a smile, maybe some happiness, but Next! Next!
Oh, it was not so
and heaven did not
But how much at time
I being there at all, Next! Next!
I still recall the brothel trucks, the flying
The queer lieutenant our arses
He's we are fags. Next! Next! Next!

I swear on the wet of my
First case of
It is his voice that I forever fear, Next! Next!
A voice that of whiskey, corpses and of mud
The of nations
The thick of blood, Next! Next!
Since then woman I have taken into bed
They to lie in my arms
And whisper in my head, Next! Next!

Oh, the and the dead
Could each others hands
As they me dream at night
In a that nobody understands
And I am not dreaming in a voice grown dry 'n' hollow
I stand on naked lines of the following and the followed
The Next! Next!

One day cut my legs off
I'll burn alive
I'll do to get out of life, to survive
Not to be next, Next! Next!
Not to be next, not ever