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 a ladder in the shape of a streak of lightning,
I may have been snuffed out, so frightening ,
You haven't nothing until you've seen -
The of reverend greene.

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

I'd always thought we had something between us,
Something special that now so hollow,
So leave out the bedroom ceiling,
And retire to the attic to my life hath no meaning,
lies the ghost of reverend greene.

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