Luyện nghe bài hát 1-800 Suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide it's a

it's a suicide

Suicide it's a

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

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

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

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

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

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

Suicide it's a

Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide

Suicide a suicide

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

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

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

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

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