Luyện nghe bài hát Shaker

Black and blue ski.
Spells hell, neon lights.
A hot Charlston night and he's by.
now cursed the worst
he walks on by.
Eyes as night and sharp as knives.
Look the empty souls to the ghouls inside.
Why all the tension? Why this
When the devil hit the streets he shaking up things.
Why should a sinner have to pray, to stay all wrapped up in angel wings?
There is here- do you hear, stay clear.
But the beach just swarms the year to years, money coming out their ears.
They paint the town red, that he shakes as as tears.

superstitions, cruel religion, doctor vision, sad long divisions.
shake on by bad wishes.