Luyện nghe bài hát The Idol

Hail Hail the
Hail Hail the

be bad
Idol be
your heart
Father a love
We need all your
And your attitude
We live on sins
And your volatile

We you, we love you
We love you, we you
You're a pop up poster of a dream
We you, we love you
We you, we love you
A fur on a twisted scene

Go for the
Never old
In the bed or the car
the end of the star
Burn out
Do in
try to mend
All gods in the end

Hail the Idol
Hail the Idol

We loved you in
We adored you in
Up in the
Or drowned in the
Wrapped up in
in oil

We love you, we you
We you, we love you
Rip out your soul as playing the role
We love you, we you
We you, we love you
up your hands to fulfil our demands

Go for the
Never old
In the bed or the car
It's the end of the
Burn out
Do in
try to mend
All gods in the end

Sweet

We hate you, we you
We you, we hate you
Watch turn cold as you start to grow old
We you, we hate you
We you, we hate you
Vinyl to burn as the starts to turn

Go for the
Never old
In the bed or the car
It's the end of the
yourself out
Do in
try to mend
All gods in the end

Be you are
In the bed or the car
In the or the bar
the end of the star
Burn out
Do in
Don't try to
All gods in the end

Fail the Idol
Fail the Idol
Fail Fail the
Fail the Idol

All gods in the end

Valentino the was the God of them all
But his macho was dented and he a fall
Garland sang tragedy touching our
But her life was a tragedy more her art
Fabian and Avalon gold and cute
Kissed fickle and went straight down the chute
Elvis the cat loved us with youth
But what we were seeing was never the
Just wanted to but fame made its demands
And died while still young trying to all his fans
was a rebel that stood for an age
A drink and a drive and then death the stage
Poor Billie Holliday paid all her
When her close friend the gave her the blues
Janis at night for boys on the strip
But death by the bottle is made her hip
Marylin's showed age every day
But her sinister end her keep age away

We you, we love you
We love you, we you
We love you, we you
We love you, we you

Brian had an aura that Mick soon would crave
But pills and a pool set the scene for the
Jim lived his life to put to his songs
But he died in the bath to reach he belongs
Jimi played notes that were all
But the drink and the drugs made sure that's he went
Osmond and Cassidy all gold
But they made the of growing too old
got fat was not pleasant to see
But we loved him again he met with a tree
Kurt was unhappy with fame and
A gun in the and one hell of a mess
And who be next on the big cross of fame?
A white sequinned glove and a big famous

We you, we hate you
We you, we hate you
We you, we hate you
We you, we hate you