Luyện nghe bài hát Pepper And Salt

watching of the Dead while I stand on my head, ooh
think you're down in the dumps, wait till dead jumps on you
when a zombie picks you up and smashes open head you find yourself dead
it my fault, some pepper and salt ought to fix it up

I waved the wand, now it's gone beyond control
don't let the dead men in, a problem in the soul

do you know I mean when I speak of machine, oh
it's a symptom of fear, it's a black gear, no
it's another of the full moon, much like a typhoon, or a monsoon
it isn't my fault, pepper and salt ought to fix it up

want to reminisce of the dead like this, you don't
risen from shallow graves, made to be our slaves, but won't

(hey mon, hey eat my brain, mon... I was once like you. Or you were once like me.)

this was the prophecy, a lobotomy for
the voodoo man finally cracks, and it really a punch
but don't you be fretting now, forgetting now, all right
pepper and salt say
the dead away, keeps the dead away at night

watching Dawn of the Dead while I on my head, ooh
think you're down in the dumps, wait till dead person on you
when a zombie you up and smashes open your head you find yourself dead
it isn't my fault, some and salt ought to cast them away

do you know what I mean I speak of machine, oh
a symptom of fear, it's a black magic gear, no
it's another dawning of the full moon, like a monsoon, or a typhoon
this isn't my fault, some pepper and salt to make them all go away
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