Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble on The Horizon

By: jimmy

Spoken intro with music

This is a that started a long time ago. back when there
Was just the world. there was this strange looking fish
That moved along the hidden currents of the deep ocean.
He knew he was different because he could sense was
Something else in his nature. he swam in for millions
Of and one day he decided it was time to go up. he
Was soon in the world of where he remained a long time
Until his eyes allowed him to see color. the was no
a dark place and he moved further up into the light
And one day before he knew it he was no in the water
World. his head was the surface and he felt his gills
Turn into lungs and he "ah shit! I'm an amphibian!"
Then he slowly swam towards the shallow and
of the shore and one day he felt the ground
Beneath his feet. there he gathered his wits,
His balance, and erect. and that's when the
began!

Well the disappeared and the sky began to turn purple,
>from the skeleton to the land of violins.
Sailors prayed to the saint of lightening,
"please st. barbara, save our skins."

say that God takes care of drunks and fools and children,
That leaves the rest of us for alibis.
But friends there's trouble, on the horizon,
And it an inconspicuous disguise.
You see it coming,
You have a clue,
But trouble on the horizon,
like a roux.

You to taste the weather,
You've got to the storm.
is trouble on the horizon,
to perform.

You us cigarettes, guns, and whiskey,
And watch happens,
Then add a little nuclear fusion and gasoline.

We got trouble, trouble here in river city,
Every becoming halloween.

We see it coming,
We have a clue,
But there's on the horizon,
for the barbecue.

You have to the weather,
got to touch the storm.
There is on the horizon,
to perform.

I've seen a spaceship built by hughes,
I've been a witness to some taboos.
I've seen a from deep inside the eye
Of don't lie.
Hurricane's lie.

In the of desperation,
You'll cry a baby.
When it right down to merely molecules.
Hell, you can to jesus or a flock of pink flamingos.,
But in the of desperation are the fools.

I hope that all the greedy bastards in the
back as lobsters.
You know that life at the of the food chain
them well.
I think that all of the evil people of the
Come as horseflies,
They want one bite before they're sent to hell.

You know it's coming,
got to have a clue,
There is on the horizon,
Bubbling a roux.

You to taste the weather,
got to touch the storm.
To keep on the horizon,
You got to informed.

out there, ain't going no where,
on the horizon,
Trouble out there, ain't no where,
You got to on the horizon,
out there,
out there,
I see bad arising.