Luyện nghe bài hát The Idol

Hail the Idol
Hail the Idol

be bad
Idol be
Martyr your
Father a child
We all your kinks
And dark attitude
We live on your
And your moods

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

Go for the
Never old
In the bed or the car
the end of the star
Burn out
Do in
Don't try to
All fall in the end

Hail Hail the
Hail Hail the

We loved you in
We you in pink
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 love you, we 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

Sweet

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

Go for the
Never old
In the bed or the car
the end of the star
Burn 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
It's the end of the
yourself out
Do in
try to mend
All gods in the end

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

All fall in the end

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

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

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

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