Luyện nghe bài hát Slaughterama

With a battle cry go forth which is 'Give the people what want'
And what the people want could be the senseless slaughter
Of the gutter slime litters this nation for cash and prizes
Yes, this is the show where people bet their lives to win big

'Cause your life is shit, then you haven't got much
To lose on slaughterama, next geek is guilty of the following
A grateful dead life in which been wallowing, tried to tell us
Give peace a chance, met the guard and you shit in your pants

not your imagination, it's not a bad trippie, yes that's him
It's the big smelly hippy, Mr.Hippy, nice to meet you hey
Got a little shit between toes, so how's things at the
Ol' factory? How's little Tofu? What? She grew another head?

Well, ya gotta lay off that LSD you know, makes your offspring
Goofy looking, so, how do ya money from a hippy?
Put it the soap, I'm sorry but that answer wasn't in time
You're gonna have to put your mouth on this, I blew your head off

Good thing, I was such an expert shot with the guard
Back in Kent state, I bagged that day, there's nothing
Like hippy hunting, my dad always use to me along
With Lee Harvey Oswald, all right, rocking now

Worlds biggest hair, worlds pants, got no circulation
But you still can dance, fashion is a statement and sometimes a
Every fashion had its faults but is the pits, always in black
Looks he's dead, here's the art-fag lying on his death bed

Mr. Art-fag, come on out here, say, what a hairdo
Why, it's big, as big as the, the, the hindenburg
And probably go up just as fast if I put this lighter to it
But no, I'm gonna hold out and ask you this

What happened to Eddie Munster? I'm looking at him
Oh, Oderus help the boy with his there
It's getting ripped off, oh no, you know that's gotta
Hey, what's Oderus trying to do his face? Is that a face-lift?
No, he's pulling that face clean off, help that sod here

Gave up pussy, doin' toot, now you can't wait
To give the boot, elbows and knuckles, all you know how
the heard, just another cow, brain full of shit, boots full of lead
Straight from Hitler's ass, here's the skinhead

Hello Mr. Nazi skinhead how ya doin'? How's nose?
broken? Well, it's good to see you still on the job
You know when you're talk show commentators in bathrooms
Always remember to the swastika turning to the right
Not to the left, always to the

Why do Nazi wear red suspenders anyways?
He doesn't have to tell you, time to give this skinhead
One more haircut, close to the shoulders like, his head's
Been decapitated, look at all that PSI in his aort
Is he a gusher or

Well, ladies and gentlemen, that's all for this
We've killed everybody that's worth killing, hope you do the
We'll be back next week for another of

Slaughterama, slaughterama, slaughterama, not drama
Slaughterama, slaughterama, slaughterama, a thriller
Slaughterama, slaughterama, slaughterama, not drama
(It's full of despair)
Slaughterama, slaughterama, slaughterama, a thriller
(It's full of people who don't care)

Slaughterama, slaughterama, slaughterama, it's not
(Don't feel for them)
Slaughterama, slaughterama, slaughterama, a thriller
(They've chosen their own in life)
Slaughterama, slaughterama, slaughterama, it's not
Slaughterama, slaughterama, slaughterama, it's a
a thriller, it's a thriller