Luyện nghe bài hát The Garden Of Allah

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

He said now that I your attention
I got somethin' I to say
You may not to hear it
I'm gonna tell it to you
You know, I've always you, boy
Cause you were not of me
But things are gonna get mighty
Here in

He said it's just like
It's so damned hot, I can't it
My fine seersucker is all soakin' wet

And the are burning
The is raging
And the clock midnight
In the of Allah
(In the of Allah)

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I love those Bavarians, so
You know, I remember a time things were a lot more
Fun around
good was good, and evil was evil
Before things got so,
Yeah, I was once a golden boy you
And I was summoned to the halls of power in the court
And I dined with the deities who looked upon me favor
For my my creativity
And we sat beneath the in the warm afternoons
And the wine with Fitzgerald and Huxley

And they a biting phrase
tongues hot with blood
And their pens of bitter ink
Vainly for the bottle full of empty Edens
Branded special for the
Who had come great expectations
To the perfumed of Allah
For their in the sun

We stokin' the fires
And up the machinery
Until the found out we had ideas of our own

And the war was
The earth was
And was no more room
In the of Allah
(In the of Allah)

Today I an appearance downtown
I am an witness, because 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
there are no facts, there is no truth
Just a data to be
I can get any you like
What's it to ya?
Because there is no wrong, there is no
And I sleep very well at
No shame, no
No remorse, no
Just selling T-shirts
Just opportunity to participate in the little circus
And winning, winning,

It was a big year for predators
The was on a roll
And the of opportunity
a whole new breed of men without souls
This year, notoriety got all confused with
And the devil is downhearted,
there's nothing left for him to claim

He said it's just home
so low-down, I can't stand it
I my work around here has all been done

And the is rotten
The eyes shine
As he wraps around the
In the of Allah
(In the of Allah)
(In the of Allah)