Luyện nghe bài hát The Idol

Hail the Idol
Hail Hail the

be bad
Idol be
Martyr your
a love child
We need all your
And your dark
We live on sins
And your volatile

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

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

Hail the Idol
Hail the Idol

We loved you in
We adored you in
Up in the
Or drowned in the
up in foil
in oil

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

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

crucifixion

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

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

All gods in the end

Valentino the was the God of them all
But his was dented and he took a fall
sang tragedy touching our hearts
But her life was a tragedy than her art
Fabian and Avalon lamed and cute
Kissed fickle fame and went down the chute
Elvis the cat loved us tender with
But what we were seeing was never the
wanted to sing but fame made its demands
And died still young trying to please all his fans
James was a that stood for an age
A drink and a drive and death took the stage
Billie Holliday paid all her dues
When her friend the needle gave her the blues
Janis at cruised for boys on the strip
But by the bottle is what made her hip
Marylin's beauty age every day
But her sinister end helped her age away

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

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

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