Luyện nghe bài hát Never To Be Next

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My my worn towel as loin cloth
turned red
Hands clutching at and froth

(Next, next)

I was 20
And we were 100
the followers of the one who led

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I was 20
When my was revealed
In a brothel of an army
In the

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Maybe I would liked
A little touch of
a word
Or maybe a
But no

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It was not
And it was not
It was the
When I missing school

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But i swear on hearing sergeant
Who was not worth
It was a dirty trick
? made his of impotence

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I by the head
Of my first bout of
that voice
That voice sticks
Like a

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voice that stinks of garlic
Foul and crud
It's the of nations
And the of blood

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And then
Each in the heat
Of succuming in my skinny
to be murmering
Next,
deary, next sonny

All the followers of the
Would hold each others
For in my delerium, well I scream and
next....well I'm not delerious
I act as a
Say, it's more humiliating to be the
the follower

(Next, next, next, next)

One day cut my legs off
Or become a nun
hang anything
So long as I'm not
Never to be
to be next
Never to be
Next,
Please don't me next
to be next
I want never...never...never....never....never....never to be