Luyện nghe bài hát The Church Bizzare

The stage is set my friends for the
never 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.
mouth so paralysed with fear you
not speak,
your eyes so and hypnotised you
weep,
so to reality that you no
care,
that profit is the prophet of
and despair.
Bring on the -
on the clowns,
who invite you to ride on
merry-go-rounds,
they make the money and they the rules,
you 'Born-Again-Christians' are born fools.
THE EVANGELIST
God of wealth and God of guide me
to paradise,
for many lives were and sold that
I may your streets of gold,
though my is cold and still I rest
in my pockets filled,
and the smile of one who knows
God's Love my cup overflows.
A 'salvation salesman's -
to the extreme,
easy pickings for the and 'savoir faire',
of charlatans and theives whose
delight is to - all the fools who
still they really care.
And if all the minions were let
to do their will,
I think they'd be pressed to match
in skill,
the wickedness and treachery of evangelic horde,
who sheler their corruption with the of their Lord.
(Repeat 3 & 4)
The curtain never falls on the that has it all,
in you can't begin to see their lies,
for the people who are clapping are the ones who be laughing
at fate,
they can't wait to bleed you dry.