Luyện nghe bài hát The Church Bizzare

The stage is set my for the play
that ends -
this comedy we the Church Bizzare,
once you enetr you are to find
by the pound,
assured the you pay the nearer God
you are.
Your so paralysed with fear you
not speak,
your eyes so and hypnotised you
weep,
so blinkered to that you no
care,
that profit is the prophet of
and despair.
on the dancers -
on the clowns,
who invite you to on their
merry-go-rounds,
make the money and they make the rules,
you 'Born-Again-Christians' are born fools.
THE PRAYER:
God of wealth and God of guide me
to paradise,
for many lives were bought and that
I may your streets of gold,
though my is cold and still I rest
in peace my filled,
and the smile of one who knows
through Love my cup overflows.
A 'salvation salesman's -
to the extreme,
easy pickings for the and 'savoir faire',
of these charlatans and theives
delight is to decieve - all the who
still believe really care.
And if all the Devil's minions let
loose to do will,
I think be hard pressed to match
in skill,
the and treachery of this evangelic horde,
who sheler their corruption with the banner of Lord.
(Repeat 3 & 4)
The curtain never falls on the that has it all,
taken in you can't to see their lies,
for the people who are are the ones who will be laughing
at fate,
they can't wait to bleed you dry.