Luyện nghe bài hát Sam Pickens Does The Right Thing And Rides The Bomb To Hell

Take me for a
I'm the one you pushed
But coming back to you
Yeah it's back to you, hey!

Run to the
Take it back and double
'Cause it's back to you
Yeah it's back to you

Well we're gasoline
So dance around the fire that we once in

never be the same, now
'Cause there's nothing for us to be
it up the champions of greed
So come around and another round of me

Dance dance, let the motherf***er burn, hey!

Snake's in the grass you are living in the past
Say what're you do?
Yeah what're you do, hey!

Earn never
When you're while it burns
Yeah coming after you
Yeah coming after you, hey!

Slim Pickens well he does the right
And he rides the to hell
Yeah he rides the bomb to

the pulse, it quickens after every little sting
If gonna go to hell
up you might as well

Are you really gonna take it that?
Riding on the with the cowboy hat, and

Well the is gonna end
So around the fire that we once believed in

Wanna it down again, now
'Cause nothing left for us to be
Give it up the of anarchy
So come around and have another of me

Dance dance, let the motherf***er burn, hey!

Are you really gonna take it like
Riding on the with the baseball bat, and

Well pouring gasoline
So dance around the that we once believed in

never be the same
The takers and the liars we all believed in

we're going down in flames
So around the fire
We dance around the

'Cause never left for us to be
it up the champions of grief
So around and have another round of me

Hey, hey!

Dance f***er dance, let the burn, hey!