Luyện nghe bài hát The Morning I Get To Hell

The morning I get to hell,
The devil take me up in his ferris wheel
Show me all the below,
Tapping a tick tack tack on his high heel
all his pretty ones dancing in the fire,
They're lie oh lie oh lie oh lie oh lie

The morning I get to hell,
They'll me my life on a TV so I see it all
Everything I'd tell,
I'm begging the anchorman for my one phone call
And I'd my pretty one, the one I told the lie,
Lie oh lie oh lie oh lie oh lie

Oh and what will it sound
Mmm and what I wear?
Oh, tell me will it sound like
The morning I get

like a one-man band,
Where's all my fire, my famous zeal?
Been on my pots and Pans,
Tapping a sad tick tack on my black high
And when all my pretty have passed me by,
I'll be lie oh lie oh lie oh lie oh lie
The that I get to hell,
Lie oh lie oh lie oh lie oh lie
The morning I get to hell,
Lie oh lie oh lie oh lie oh lie