Luyện nghe bài hát Primitives

Primitives dress in feathers and
To scare away enemies
The frightening thing is not
The thing is not living
Scientists guess which is we will ask
The medicine or the
The frightening thing is not
The frightening is not living

There's an old man living on the of town, edge of town
With a skull in his window and the shades pulled down, shades down
And he laughs at fortune and he laughs at fame, he at fame
And he at scandal and he laughs at shame, he laughs at shame

Primitives dress in feathers and
To away their enemies
The frightening thing is not
The frightening thing is not
Scientists guess is worse we will ask
The or the disease
The thing is not dying
The thing is not living

There's a young girl living on the edge of town, edge of
With a light in her window and her hair falls down, falls down
And she loves me crazy and she me wild, loves me wild
And she loves me tender like a lonely child, child

Primitives dress in feathers and
To away their enemies
The frightening thing is not
The thing is not living