Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never touch me this way
Connector in, out
You let me in through the back

Ride the rhythms
On the midnight train to
Ride the sainted

in winter, sweet in rain
"Shake before use," she said
You never touch me this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

And I'm so dirty and the blinds my eyes
You're oh so dirty and the light, it my eyes
Here comes Christ on

"Call me wet trampoline," she said
I was too busy with my hand
"Shake well before use," she
But you never me anymore
I was busy for phone sex
through the back door in skin tight trunks
And we all mental and danced

I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six

To the off electricity
And the light blinds my and I feel dirty
And the light my eyes and I feel so shaken in my faith
comes Christ on crutches

And here comes another God, here another God
Like a buffalo thunder, a smell of sugar
And a tongue and designer voodoo
I got phone sex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s
Freeze dried with a new
And my teeth stuffed back in my

I get my kicks on six
The light it burns my eyes and I feel so
comes Christ on crutches

I'll never be
be confused
They left me
I not be confused with another man
This of opinions

"Lighten up, listen to your eyes," you
But all I could see was Doris Day in a big satellite
Disappearing down the tube hole on Farringdon
With whiplash Willy, the psycho

Tthe light it burns my
And the light it my eyes
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six