Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Joe

He took a and killed a disciple
So that those nagging thoughts would leave him in
He'd a puppy a shive-shank a yuppie
Just to the voices cease
Goes on a bender, he surrenders
into custody
So satisfying, I be lying
If I didn't to hear the plea

So we gather 'round, Joe
The quiet loners, blow
Strap him in the
And killing bad guys, is fun
Too bad we only, one
Are there any more out
Any more out
And in the weirdest way, it him free
He's finally you and me
Joe and his electric

He worshiped Satan and liked Maiden
And now he's in the cold, cold
For more staging and lighting
We waited the sun went down
Killed someone's daughter, with the chain that bought her
her Daddy gonna do?
But the most were the talk show tabloid
Because they get an interview

And so we round, Psycho Joe
The quiet loners, always
him in the chair
And bad guys, is such fun
Too bad we only, one
Are any more out there?
Any more out
Yea eee yea
Any out there?

You've got heroes, Ceasars and Neros
Men of infamy and
Now got Jo Jo, have we sunk so low?
Guess I've got to blame
An eye for an eye get you by
Good book says it's a sin
But the ratings war, says that if we more
then we will win

And so we gather Psycho Joe
The quiet loners blow
Strap him in the
And killing bad is such fun
Too bad we captured one
Are there any more out
Any more out
In the weirdest way it sets him
He's relieved you and me
Joe and his electric, Joe and his
Joe and his electrical