Luyện nghe bài hát Night Reconnaissance

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

You are a socialist cokehead, we know from clothes
You are a worshiper, oh, that's evil
Think poet, a folksinger posing, no
A volleyball You've got to be kidding us all

So we from 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 unwanted lawn jockey in the script
Directed by Spielberg and starring the masochist

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

And we hide from the
On a reconnaissance
flamingos and gnomes
From the dark of the lawn

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

And we hide the guns
On a night
Steal flamingos and
the dark side of the lawn

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