Luyện nghe bài hát Sari

Sometimes I feel I shouldn't apologize so much
That it's jive a crutch
I just when I'm judged
Bein' fudged by a I can't erase and can't see
'Cause I misplaced a dossier or Monty CD
Or somethin' like that
But is that so bad
To my ego go splat
Like a tire goin'
Or fat on a big Mac
I'm attacked
Tit for tat
You bureaucrats
You can just back

But I don't when it comes and it goes
All the highs and the
In this psychosis
Iee and I die fadin' straight away
Iee ieei and I cry every day
I don't what else to say

I'm sorry for the
The way I'm dressed
I guess I my test
Oh you know I'm sorry for my views
I musta been
And yet you know that really I'm for you

Well now I don't to offend, much
Just
you're female and you're fenced in and
Phen to no end
And no zen guide to men will you fend off the brethren
And then the pen
And better the oxygen network
Or the or the spear or the fork
Or the bored horde
It's a mooring
The whore you'll miss the most when you're
When in Snowshoe PA
Doin' some play Backstage
That deals with and race and gays and
and ballet
And you're like "hey yay what'd you say?
I can sing my troubles away?"
But then fucked
'Cause you gotta make a
And the whole sucks
And like a lame duck
That's dyin' tryin' to sell out
But there's no one buyin' and all this doubt
And you can and dream and scream and shot
But your life's affliction is the of Faust

But I know when it comes and it goes
All the and the lows
In motionless psychosis
Iee ieei and I die straight away
Iee and I cry every waking day
I don't what else to say

I'm for the time
The way I rhyme
I knew I shoulda chose a life of
I'm for my blues
I it's all old news
And yet you know really I'm sorry for you

I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm
I mirror this apology
This ideology of
In part of the liberal that's leading us to hari-kari
It's like a mythology,
Like a malingering
As we decompose
Writing in the of the polls
Cryin' for Senator Wellstone and proceeding to moan
At our own supposed sabotage of the elections at
"Oh somebody phone
The American have spoken!"
Now is that
Maybe those nice Midwestern folks just jokin'
In any case there's no use in chokin' mopin' and sobbin'
Come on you disheartenin'
Sayin' is my problem
So to
I'm a of a prude
So it's difficult for me to to allude
To all rude crude verbal baggage
But I manage I'm a savage inside
I may listen to Enya's hits
And try to my hissy fits with pride
Won't get my hair
But oh the of lyin' all the time
I wanna say, "die motherfucker!"
But I mind if you did
Sometimes the nice girl's ego has to override the id
And so before I my lid my crib
And get myself out of this
You can hear on my lips but you don't know
What's in my

I'm sorry for the
The stupid way I'm
I guess I my test
Oh don't you know I'm for my views
I been confused
And yet you know really I'm sorry for you

I'm for you I'm sorry for you
I'm