Luyện nghe bài hát The Garden Of Allah

It was a big year for fashion
A lousy year for rock and
The gave their blessings to crimes of passion
It was a dark, dark night of the collective
Now was somewhere out on
By the El Royale
a stranger appeared in a cloud of smoke
I I knew him all too well

He now that I have your attention
I got somethin' I to say
You may not to hear it
I'm tell it to you anyway
You know, I've always you, boy
you were not afraid of me
But are gonna get mighty rough
in Gomorrah-By-The-Sea

He said it's like home
It's so damned hot, I stand it
My fine seersucker suit is all wet

And the hills are
The wind is
And the strikes midnight
In the Garden of
(In the of Allah)

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I love those Bavarians, so
You know, I a time when things were a lot more
Fun here
When good was good, and was evil
Before things got so,
Yeah, I was once a boy like you
And I was to the halls of power in the heavenly court
And I dined with the who looked upon me with favor
For my talents my
And we sat beneath the palms in the warm
And drank the wine with Fitzgerald and

And pawned a biting phrase
From tongues hot with
And drained their of bitter ink
Vainly reaching for the bottle of empty Edens
Branded special for the
Who had with great expectations
To the perfumed of Allah
For time in the sun

We were stokin' the
And up the machinery
the gods found out we had ideas of our own

And the war was
The was shaking
And there was no more
In the Garden of
(In the of Allah)

Today I made an appearance
I am an expert witness, I say I am
And I said, gentleman, and I use that loosely
I testify for you
I'm a gun for hire, I'm a saint, I'm a
Because are no facts, there is no truth
Just a to be manipulated
I can get any you like
it worth to ya?
Because there is no wrong, there is no
And I sleep very well at
No shame, no
No remorse, no
Just people T-shirts
Just to participate in the pathetic little circus
And winning, winning,

It was a big year for predators
The was on a roll
And the land of
Spawned a whole new breed of men souls
This year, notoriety got all confused with
And the is downhearted, baby
'Cause there's left for him to claim

He said it's just like
It's so low-down, I can't it
I guess my work around here has all been

And the is rotten
The serpent's eyes
As he around the vine
In the of Allah
(In the of Allah)
(In the of Allah)