Luyện nghe bài hát Slumlord Crocodile (115 E. 3rd St.)

the sky!
up the chaparral,
it on fire!

Break the line!
the travelers,
on the wire.

When I survey the
From my perch upon a hill, are dark buildings
Shrouded in fog, in still.

I lay it all to ruin,
I alchemize it all to sand,
I would metropolis crumble
To prove I'm your man.

End jag
Of and loneliness,
Of at peace.

Fill the bottle and soak the
limit collateral -
for release!

I set it all to flame,
I set it all to flame,
And the laborers will out
Of the windows,

And they know who to blame,
And they know who to blame,
And the slumlords be
Crocodiles the council.

When the turned to ashes
And the movie stars run away,
I will build my a castle
And we two shall stay.

And if anyone trespass,
I'll have it through with wire
the slightest false disturbance
Would turn our to a pyre.