Luyện nghe bài hát Trash Flavored Trash

I've
twenty-two in this zoo of broken faces.
Parents, and school children me sit on this neon nest, naked.

a girl in a cage,
making to a switchblade.
a man behind bars,
milking cars.
a priest in shackles,
building out of bibles.
And piano wire and the men in the pines.
That round, and round, and round, and round, and round.

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

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

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

There's a girl behind chicken coughing up ghosts.
There's a housewife in a cage, vacuums all day.
a boy in a toupee speaking in resumes.
And the with no eyes
on the carousel that spin
round and round and and round and round.

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