Luyện nghe bài hát Tiny Cities Made of Ashes

We're down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna hit you on the
I'm gonna punch you in glasses, oh no

I got a message that said, "Yeah hell is freezin' over"
I Got a phone from the Lord sayin'
"Hey boy get a sweater, now"

So we're drinkin', drinkin', drinkin', drinkin', coca cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down, oh right on down my
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities made of
I'm gonna get dressed up in plastic gonna hands
with the oh no

Does anybody a way that a body could get away?
anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way that a body could get
Does anybody know a

We're goin' the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm to hit you on the face
I'm goin' to punch you in your

I'm wearin' myself a T-shirt that "The world is my ashtray"
Our pump dust and our hairs all gray
And I just got a message that says, "Yeah hell has over"
I got a phone call from the Lord
"Hey boy get a sweater, now"

Does know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a
Does know a way?

We're drinkin', drinkin', drinkin', drinkin', coca cola
I can it rollin' right on down, oh right on down my throat
And as headed down the road
Towards tiny made of ashes
I'm lay down in the spa
they coat you in molasses, right now

Does know a way that a body could get away?
anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way that a could get away?
Does anybody know a