Luyện nghe bài hát 1-800 Suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide it's a

So you wanna die, commit suicide dial 1-800-Cyanide
Far as life, yo it ain't it put a rope around your neck
And it the trick didn't work
Your life was up from the first day of birth
After watching Jackie Gleason walk a precinct
Gun the captain for no fucking reason

And get some LSD or a from the bar
Get behind wheel and crash the car
Like Desert Storm got for the war
an alligator, let it eat ya raw
Back to the function, riding the caboose to
Bzzt touched the third rail, you fucked up
Now you just got 'cause it's a suicide

Suicide it's a
Bye Bye
Suicide a suicide

Suicide a suicide
Bye Bye
Suicide it's a

Hey you rich kid, what's your beef?
Come and tell the Grym Reaper all of your
You asked for a and you only got a Jeep
pop's got endz, but yo he's mad cheap
Maybe you're a child you think
Mom and dad are white and dark as ink
Maybe you're with a tan
But you hate and the pizza man

Now you on the grave digga locked and
You're singing the blues about the rough life got
Not you don't wanna live no
I guess really ready for the grave yard tour
When you get home fill up your windows and your doors
your oven on high for about four hours
Light you a blunt, kiss ass goodbye
You gassed yourself 'cause it's a

it's a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide

Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide it's a

Suicide it's a
Bye Bye
Suicide it's a

Yep
I've said it before and say it again
Life pretty fast
If you don't and look around
once in a while you'll miss it

Six fucking devils stepped up playing God
Had the fucking nerve to try and enter my grave
I'm the Ryzarector, be my
Commit and I'll bring you back to life
The first was convinced a water hose
In his at full blast so his head can explode

one said, "Mm that's good but I can top it"
Put an axe up to his head and he chopped it
shot out in every direction
The rest didn't know what to do, I made
Put a slug in your mug, on a drug
Wet your hair a knife in the plug
Or be like Richard set your balls on fire
Better yet go hang yourself a barbed wire

Three and Four fell deep spell and
Ran to the zoo, locked in a lion's den
Number Five said it ain't being alive
a dust suede, mixed it with cyanide
The one to escape was number Six
He went home sat in the tub and slit his
Yeah, graves to dig, goodbye there's no need to cry
we all die