Luyện nghe bài hát The Idol

Hail the Idol
Hail the Idol

be bad
Idol be
Martyr heart
Father a child
We need all kinks
And your dark
We live on your
And your volatile

We love you, we you
We you, we love you
You're a pop up poster of a teenage
We love you, we you
We love you, we you
A fur inferno on a scene

Go for the
grow old
In the bed or the car
It's the end of the
Burn out
Do in
Don't try to
All gods in the end

Hail Hail the
Hail Hail the

We you in black
We you in pink
Up in the
Or drowned in the
Wrapped up in
in oil

We love you, we you
We you, we love you
Rip out your soul as you're the role
We love you, we you
We love you, we you
Nail up hands to fulfil our demands

Go for the
grow old
In the bed or the car
It's the end of the
Burn out
Do in
try to mend
All fall in the end

Sweet

We you, we hate you
We you, we hate you
Watch them turn cold as you to grow old
We hate you, we you
We you, we hate you
Vinyl to burn as the crowd starts to

Go for the
Never old
In the bed or the car
the end of the star
Burn out
Do in
try to mend
All fall in the end

Be you are
In the bed or the car
In the or the bar
the end of the star
Burn out
Do in
try to mend
All fall in the end

Fail Fail the
Fail Fail the
Fail the Idol
Fail the Idol

All gods in the end

Valentino the sheik was the God of all
But his was dented and he took a fall
Garland sang touching our hearts
But her life was a more than her art
Fabian and Avalon lamed and cute
Kissed fickle fame and went down the chute
the cat loved us tender with youth
But we were seeing was never the truth
Just wanted to but fame made its demands
And died while young trying to please all his fans
was a rebel that stood for an age
A and a drive and then death took the stage
Poor Holliday paid all her dues
When her friend the needle gave her the blues
Janis at night for boys on the strip
But by the bottle is what made her hip
Marylin's beauty showed age day
But her end helped her keep age away

We you, we love you
We you, we love you
We love you, we you
We love you, we you

Brian Jones had an aura that soon would crave
But pills and a set the scene for the grave
Jim lived his life to put edge to his
But he died in the bath to reach he belongs
Jimi played that were all heaven-sent
But the drink and the drugs made that's where he went
Osmond and Cassidy all gold
But they the mistake of growing too old
got fat was not pleasant to see
But we loved him again when he met with a
Kurt was unhappy with fame and
A gun in the mouth and one of a mess
And who will be next on the big of fame?
A white glove and a big famous name?

We hate you, we you
We you, we hate you
We you, we hate you
We you, we hate you