Luyện nghe bài hát Night Reconnaissance

Nothing is crueler than children who come good homes
Gotta forgive I guess, but whose side are you on?
Driving around the old I remember it all
Dropping my box and Tampax all over the hall
And they

You are a socialist cokehead, we know your clothes
You are a Satanist worshiper, oh, that's
Think you're poet, a posing, no
A volleyball player? got to be kidding us all

So we hide the guns
On a reconnaissance
Steal and gnomes
From the dark side of the

No one can stop us, the script is a of genius
No one has the rights yet but we're not giving up
Every lawn jockey fits in the script
by Spielberg and starring the masochist club

Marion looked like hell stuck in that shell
us some light and God's pure love
We know what you've been of
Give us a and God's pure love
We know you've been dreaming of
Give us light and God's pure love
We're taking you to Hollywood, oh,

And we from the guns
On a night
Steal and gnomes
From the dark side of the

One a socialist cokehead, could be dressed in my clothes
One plays a Satanist all that's evil
plays a poet who starts up a band of his own
One plays a volleyball player, yeah both the wrists broke

And we hide the guns
On a reconnaissance
Steal and gnomes
From the side of the lawn

And we gave them homes
Give them love they've never
In the loft, in the barn, in the where I was born
In the loft, in the barn, in the town I was born
In the loft, in the barn, in the where I was born