Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Acid

He got her very quickly
hands, they found the broom-cupboard
Where he had control as far as the
When his hand wet hair
She took among furniture wax
Dust, and the yellow of polishing-cloth
he was sick, she comforted him

Oh hush, my friend, and
And to the wind
Sleep on through the
That may wet your lover's

We been far through this night long hours
We go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

He do it properly
The disco, the office, the pub,
Had left out those of delight.
Satisfied, he collapse out,
at why she still squirmed,
Held him, tears curling into her mouth
This was something stories always omitted
That her joy would seem like
he focused after his release.

Do and shells and stones
Peep in through your
But you should not be
For all will with time.

We have far through this night long hours
We go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

In the third of the relationship
She was tripping on acid
Would stop to up a rained-out leaf
Would give it tenderly into his
Full of things before they reached the car

When they drove she sat mouth open
As though on the impact of a stomach punch
Her right fist the skin of his left leg

Hooking the steering-wheel to his heart
He feared her, and slapped out sideways into her
She entered the cut with her
gratitude for the strange taste

Do you fear the
hush, and realise
That though the angels never
Prayers can your mind

We have been far through night long hour
We go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

There was no of the wet Hog's Back
The sportscar slumped, snout a beech
Their corpses giving the arms
Petrol and blood at dripping together
But flashes of a planned lunch
Cold red beef, white cloth by a cherrywood
pie, and for him two pints of colder beer
The winter air tucking their eyelids
As they on the gravel at Clandon
Their hands from quick moisture
The finger drawn up to his nostril
Dazed after masturbation
They zigzagged into a end

Oh hush, my friend,