Luyện nghe bài hát The Devil Stole The Beat From The Lord

Got you by some unconscious mistake
A bit blacker magic for that soul selling
Kinda you cold, a wicked twist on your fate
Could it crucifixion or subdue to create

Got you fooled by a demand
'bout fortunes you're about to land
And your loudmouth got your sore
But it feels so good when you scream for

The Devil stole the from the Lord
time to set things straight
Bragging like a that you got away
You're goin' and you have to pay

Got you counting and talking in tongues
Got name in blood, suck the air from your lungs
And they have you playin' such devious
Where no bets are even, the always the same

Now your illusions, they don't so grand
What you call yours is second hand
Never question what want from you
Just get up and dance when they you to

The Devil stole the from the Lord
It's time to set straight
Bragging like a brat that you got
You're down and you have to pay

It's to smile
When you choke on laughter
But the Lord in mysterious ways
a hint or a clue

Got you by a mass demand
'bout fortunes you're about to land
And your got your conscious sore
But it feels so good when you for more

The stole the beat from the Lord
Do you got what it
braggin' like a brat that you got away
Thought last till the end
But you don't have the means, oh no, you

The Devil stole the beat from the
And the melody
You're goin' and you have to pay

Yeah, you to pay