Luyện nghe bài hát Streets on Fire

Tonight, tonight,

The are aligned and the pain is collidin'
And the pain is arrivin' and she's up there
And the fear is applauded of the sky are the
Of the pain are gone with no children tomorrow

They're drivin' me crazy this war is my
Who all our babies do not hear the amazin'
The tick of the time of the slip of the
Of the and the rise of your fall and you'll find the tickin'

Death is on the tip of her
And at the tip of her fingers
are on fire tonight

Death is on the tip of her
And at the tip of her fingers
are on fire tonight

Disease the is spreadin' in all directions
No safe zone, no and no protection
No of survivin' or signs of an infection
No vaccines remedies and no

Quarantines the dreams and cut off our
Don't let 'em in not a friend not a
Everybody's got it and want you to have it and
Don't 'em if you wanna stay that's an exception

Appeal, the heal the I'll of
Sickness some are still in doubt of it's
Some call it forgiveness and some call it the
Some say it's an exit and some say it's an

The poor say, The have the cure
The rich say, The poor aren't the
Revolutionaries say, It's war
Invented by the press just to somethin' to proper

Some say the first case from a maternity war
Some say 'em all, some say the skies, some say the
Hoes say the nuns, say the hoes
And everybody is

The scientists said, It only infects the
The little boy said, It only infects the
The preacher man said, It's gonna off the soul
A bum said, It's gonna kill wide world

Death is on the tip of her
And at the tip of her fingers
Streets are on tonight

Death is on the tip of her
And dangers at the tip of her
Streets are on fire

Believe say the neon signs
Might speakers repeatin' and everythin' is fine
A subtle to demolish the troubled conscious
Of a compass with no knowledge and freedom denied

dream is designed and broadcasted
From the to the masses from the antennas on top of the trine
As far as the receivin' planet during a panic is
It reports back everythin' in mind

Everythin' is lyin', everythin' is
Everythin' is a rule, is a crime
was healed and everythin' rewinds
And new weather a feathers off everything's line

And she likes it and she it

The savage, the madness, the bad
The lavish, the fastness, to clashes the
To everythin' in to twine
My fend fatal my darlin' angel

Once caught her changin' her batteries in her
Receipt for her wings and that she paid for
And the to the factory where they made those

The says, She all inside mind
The boy said, "What happened to all the girls?"
The man says, She gonna kill off the souls
The dope boy said, the whole wide world

is on the tip of her tongue
And at the tip of her fingers
Streets are on fire

Death is on the tip of her
And at the tip of her fingers
are on fire tonight