Luyện nghe bài hát Mutants (Shall Feast On Thine Carcass)

I've got a bomb shelter in my
With a years of beer, some guns and a deck of cards
Just me and the band a couple girls big tits
We're a party on the eve of the apocalypse

The Punx'll the nuclear blast
Then the world will be ours at
We'll the local armory
And get all kids of high tech
Living in the of World War III
Safe in a brewery
motion detectors and claymore mines
To back our No signs

be tyrants and do as we please
Enslave the refugees
be a new society
The most decadent in
With girls on golden chains
And bloody arena combat
grisly executions
Are weekend institutions

Nuclear
World War III
The end of the but not for me
It's my post punkrock nuke

On safari in the zone
flesh-eating zombies roam
Our staked out as bait
Lure to where we wait
We let them their ghoulish feast
Then open up and the beasts
So just remember if you us
Mutants shall feast on thine

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Burning survivalists out of their
man singing Helter Skelter
Road warriors with beers in
Amrageddons band