Luyện nghe bài hát Tastes Like Funk

I'm gonna sing my
To the rattle of the
Sing it to kids
And set their on fire
So turn the way higher
It'll help you find your blue skies sunny While the whole street sleeps,
You & I

Get blazed, Get
And we a glass for the end of days
Could been anything,
have been a saint
In the end we all die just the
When Im dead, Dead and I'm
All I say is that it was fun
Cos I aint no hippy and I aint no
But I that taste
Cos it tastes like

Let their be peace on earth
God will save the
Then move it to the promise land
In the of a blacked out limosine
Do it for you grey martyrs
Do it for your twisted fathers
Do it for haha heroics
Of the unsung

Get blazed, Get
And we raise a glass for the end of
have been anything,
could have been a
In the end we all die just the
When Im dead, and I'm done
All I say is that it was fun
Cos I aint no hippy and I no punk
But I that taste
Cos it like funk

Get blazed, Get
And we raise a glass for the end of
Could been anything,
have been a saint
In the end we all die the same
When Im dead, and I'm done
All I say is that it was fun
Cos I aint no and I aint no punk
But I love taste
Cos it tastes like

Get blazed, Get
And we a glass for the end of days
Could have anything,
have been a saint
In the end we all die just the
When Im dead, Dead and I'm
All I say is that it was fun
Cos I aint no hippy and I aint no
But I that taste
Cos it tastes like