Luyện nghe bài hát Streets on Fire

Tonight, tonight,

The stars are aligned and the is collidin'
And the pain is and she's up there smilin'
And the fear is of the sky are the wall
Of the pain rules are gone with no children

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

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

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

the virus is spreadin' in all directions
No zone, no cure and no protection
No of survivin' or signs of an infection
No remedies and no corrections

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

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

The say, The rich 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 case came from a maternity war
Some say 'em all, say the skies, some say the floor
say the nuns, nuns say the hoes
And everybody is

The said, It only infects the mind
The little boy said, It infects the girls
The man said, It's gonna kill off the soul
A bum said, It's gonna kill whole world

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 dangers at the tip of her
Streets are on fire

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

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

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

And she it and she loves it

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

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

The says, She all inside mind
The little boy said, "What to all the girls?"
The preacher man says, She gonna kill off the
The dope boy said, It's the wide world

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

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