Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Joe

He took a rifle and a disciple
So that nagging thoughts would leave him in peace
He'd drown a puppy a a yuppie
Just to the voices cease
on a bender, then he surrenders
Taken into
So satisfying, I be lying
If I didn't want to hear the

So we 'round, Psycho Joe
The quiet loners, always
him in the chair
And killing bad guys, is fun
Too bad we only, one
Are there any out there?
Any out there?
And in the way, it sets him free
He's relieved you and me
Joe and his chair

He worshiped Satan and Iron Maiden
And now in the cold, cold ground
For more exciting and lighting
We till the sun went down
Killed someone's daughter, the chain that they bought her
What's her gonna do?
But the most annoyed were the talk tabloid
Because they couldn't get an

And so we round, Psycho Joe
The loners, always blow
him in the chair
And bad guys, is such fun
Too bad we only, one
Are any more out there?
Any more out
Yea eee yea
Any more out

You've got heroes, Ceasars and Neros
Men of infamy and
Now we've got Jo Jo, we sunk so low?
Guess I've got myself to
An eye for an eye get you by
Good book that it's a sin
But the ratings war, that if we kill more
then we will win

And so we gather Psycho Joe
The quiet loners blow
him in the chair
And bad guys is such fun
Too bad we only one
Are any more out there?
Any out there?
In the weirdest way it sets him
He's finally you and me
Joe and his electric, Joe and his
Joe and his electrical