Luyện nghe bài hát Teen Heat

I wanna you about the Fifth Horseman of the Apocalypse.
C'mon and watch him spread his and birth another diva.
Prommageddon pit, smash hit. Prommageddon, topper.
Your song is gold the color of piss [x2]

The Fifth stuffs the radio (oh oh oh..oh oh)
singles until it's sick to it's stomach. (oh oh oh..oh oh)
He the dumpsters for a cobweb guitar
to into a superstar,
finds the of a skeleton without love,
turns it a commercial.

pit, smash hit. Prommageddon, chart topper.
Your song is gold like the color of [x2]
He shaves his into dollar signs,
he with the band,
his mustache of vines.

A hot tub stuffed with gorgeous (We want it!)
Bronzed lips? Mouth full of (We need it!)
A sizzling tan? of the party? (We want it!)
A full-length mirror for every inch of body? (We need it!)

And when he steals your heat
it a lot like...

So store your songs in the Prommageddon pit
because the kids are spoiled
and don't know shit from shit.