Luyện nghe bài hát Trash Flavored Trash

I've
years in this zoo of broken faces.
Parents, and school children watch me sit on this nest, naked.

There's a in a cage,
love to a switchblade.
There's a man bars,
abandoned cars.
There's a in shackles,
building out of bibles.
And wire vines and the men in the pines.
That round, and round, and round, and round, and round.

(come on, on!)
me to the pit of celebrity pregancies.
(come on, come on, on!)
I wanna wear the skin of a baby.
(come on, on!)
me to the pit of celebrity pregancies
(come on, come on, on!)
the five o'clock is a fucking fantasy.

I stole the from the beggar's death bowl
in this zoo of faces.
I told a widow she was beautiful,
when of her smile was missing.
And I've done all my
gun gun equals bang bang bang.
And I've my division;
into trash equals trash flavored trash.

I wanna see more places
(Around, around, around, around, around)
Take me to the hall of filthy
(Around, around, around, around, around)

There's a behind chicken wire coughing up ghosts.
There's a in a cage, that vacuums all day.
a boy in a toupee speaking in resumes.
And the teeth-heads no eyes
on the rides that spin
round and round and and round and round.

and, payed my admission.
and, I've my submission.
and, seen the petition.
and, I've my addition.
and, done my division.
yeah, done my division.
done my division;
trash into trash trash flavored trash.