Luyện nghe bài hát Bodies

Bodies made of and guts
Rusted seats been stuck in ruts full of bodies
of slugs and guts
Sludged all the way through the mud to to some
Bodies of slugs and guts
Mister's suit was stained a sweatshop
I said, "It's my soul, I keep it on the inside."

Bodies made of sparks and
Slumped and prone to the lore and
Christened, soaked futile
Listless souls dampened the aisle of made of slugs and guts
Spoke like a layman but resounded tongues to the bodies made of
Slugs and
He spit when he spoke and sang like a nest
I said, "It's my soul, I keep it on the inside"