Luyện nghe bài hát The Church Bizzare

The stage is set my friends for the
that ends -
this we call the Church Bizzare,
you enetr you are bound to find
by the pound,
assured the more you pay the God
you are.
Your mouth so paralysed with you
not speak,
your so blind and hypnotised you
weep,
so blinkered to reality you no
care,
that profit is the of corruption
and despair.
on the dancers -
on the clowns,
who invite you to ride on
merry-go-rounds,
make the money and they make the rules,
you are born again fools.
THE EVANGELIST
God of and God of might guide me
to paradise,
for lives were bought and sold that
I may walk your of gold,
though my heart is cold and I rest
in my pockets filled,
and bear the smile of one who
through Love my cup overflows.
A 'salvation dream -
to the extreme,
easy for the charm and 'savoir faire',
of charlatans and theives whose
delight is to decieve - all the who
still believe really care.
And if all the Devil's were let
to do their will,
I think be hard pressed to match
in skill,
the wickedness and treachery of evangelic horde,
who sheler their corruption with the banner of Lord.
(Repeat 3 & 4)
The curtain never falls on the show has it all,
taken in you begin to see their lies,
for the people who are clapping are the ones who be laughing
at fate,
they just can't wait to you dry.