Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghost of Reverand Greene

Spit on my grave if it makes you feel baby,
my name to the heaven's above and maybe,
I'll throw you down a ladder in the shape of a of lightning,
I may have been snuffed out, it's so ,
You haven't seen nothing until seen -
The of reverend greene.

You can tell story's to worthless magazines,
Sell yourself up the river in limousines,
But don't to me on hands and knees,
I'd like to you in the teeth,
But I'm 6 underneath,
You haven't seen nothing until seen -
The of reverend greene.

I'd thought we had something special between us,
special that now seems so hollow,
So I'll leave out the ceiling,
And retire to the attic to whence my life no meaning,
Here the ghost of reverend greene.

Throw your fist into the air if you to,
Wear garlic necklaces that would suit you,
You drove me out to the of no return
With your uncanny wicked ways and for you must in turn,
Your not of lightly,
Not until seen the ghost of reverend greene.