Luyện nghe bài hát When I Get To The Green Building

Angels and demons holding and whistling 'Dixie'
We haven't had kind of fun 'round here since 1960
We wait in longer than the Russian's ever did
Selling our children's souls to the bid
I can't describe the way it

These songs will blare out of eyes
When I get to the green

My arrival be televised
When I get to the building
I get to the green building

Na Na Na...
Na Na Na...

Satan's prancing 'round the maypole in December
We haven't had that of spectacle here since I can remember
Our fearless leaders say they're to the task
And every point of view on this on who you ask
It matter any way

Our prophecies are
When I get to the green

The stars will shine out of eyes
When I get to the building
When I get to the green

Na Na Na...
Na Na Na...

Isn't it interesting to see whose heart shall
they try to hide them, but they're made of glass
Isn't it to see who lives or dies?
On the rollercoasters and the water
Isn't it interesting to watch them play game?
When all such cheaters and they have no shame
And it interesting to hear the demons sing?
When the rings
At the green
it interesting?
Isn't it
When the rings
At the building
Isn't it
it interesting?