Luyện nghe bài hát Weasels

Weasels, are runnin' me to death
I checked my gas there ain't much
I will take a parting shot
Before I myself to rot

Barbaric weasels
Weasels,

Weasels have always my friends
I've turned them loose now no end
Giants of tell giant lies
control the evil skies

Barbaric motherfucking
Bad breath, bad taste cause of

I feel disgrace and I feel
I feel anger and I blame
suspicion and I feel pride
I feel on all sides

Weasels,
Weasels,

With on TV

Rewriting rock

With an and a chair

With butts and long silky hair

suck and weasels blow
Weasels control rock and
control rock and roll
Weasels control rock and
Weasels control rock and

and roll
Rock and
and roll