Luyện nghe bài hát The Church Bizzare

The stage is set my for the play
that ends -
this we call the Church Bizzare,
once you enetr you are bound to
by the pound,
assured the more you pay the God
you are.
Your mouth so paralysed fear you
not speak,
your so blind 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,
they the money and they make the rules,
you 'Born-Again-Christians' are born fools.
THE EVANGELIST
God of wealth and God of guide me
to paradise,
for many lives bought and sold that
I may walk streets of gold,
though my heart is cold and I rest
in peace my filled,
and bear the of one who knows
through Love my cup overflows.
A salesman's dream -
to the extreme,
easy pickings for the and 'savoir faire',
of these charlatans and whose
is to decieve - all the fools who
still believe really care.
And if all the Devil's were let
to do their will,
I think they'd be pressed to match
in skill,
the and treachery of this evangelic horde,
who sheler their corruption the banner of their Lord.
(Repeat 3 & 4)
The never falls on the show that has it all,
in you can't begin to see their lies,
for the people who are clapping are the ones who will be
at fate,
they just wait to bleed you dry.