Luyện nghe bài hát Next (Au suivant)

Next,

as sin
An army towel covering my
Some of us
Somehow turning to jelly

Next,

I was still a kid
were a hundred like me
I a naked body
A naked followed me

Next,

I was just a kid
When my was lost
In a army whorehouse
of the army, free of cost

Next,

Me, I would have liked
A little bit of
Maybe a word, a
An hour of

But next,

Oh, it wasn't so
The heavens didn't fall
But how of that time
I being there at all

Next, next,

Now I always will
The truck, the flying flags
The queer lieutenant who
Our as if we were fags

Next,

I on the wet head
Of my first of gonorrhea
It is his ugly
That I hear

Next, next,

That that stinks of whiskey
Of and of mud
It is the voice of
It is the voice of blood

Next, next,

And since then woman
I have to bed
Seems to in my arms
To through my head

Next,

All the naked and the
Should each other's hands
As watch me scream at night
In a no one understands

Next,

And when I am not
In a voice grown dry and
I stand on endless lines
Of the and the followed

Next, next, next,

One day I'll cut my off
Or burn alive
Anything, I'll do
To get out of line to

Not to be next
Not to be next