Luyện nghe bài hát We Got Back The Plague

That man of blood
Mucking out in the McLennan mud
If you're he won't well of course then he must
Driving his truck through the county dust

I read in my on Sunday afternoon
So it's to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs heaven are vague
November we got back the plague

While beautiful Laura's the porch
teleconferencing up his operation torch
And I care if he bombs Babylon to hell
Except for building Babylon here as well

Waking up in Cedar Rapids for allies
Praising his leeches and looking for
Down in St. local talent he hawks
and sowing the winds as he talks

In Northern Virginia on their
L.U.V. in all their diversions
for hounds and spurs for horses
Release the committed task forces

Bentonville and Dallas with gasoline
Then back to going over to the firehouse
Behind the curtains not turning of a trick
Sicking ourselves to make ourselves

easy-going man of blood
Mucking out in the McLennan mud
If you're hoping he well of course then he must
Digging us down under the McLennan dust