Luyện nghe bài hát A.I.D.S

Just another day on the side of life,
he's looking for a boy to make him his wife.
To the butcher's dungeon steam he makes his calls,
'cause he met his through the johnny box walls.
Greasing up his fist, leather masks on their faces.
Now he's bobbin' for in all the wrong places.
You wonder what he did to get him in that
way- in an oxygen tent singing to be gay.
A.I.D.S, now you're die.
A.I.D.S, in hell you're fry.
A.I.D.S. Blame it on mother, your friends,
this century, your sister and brother.
Just another day in your side of life.
Needles and sluts help to ease strife.
To the neon where both thrills call,
'cause you find your off the stage door walls.
Heating up the needle and up the girl.
Now you're so geared up it your top lip curl.
You wonder got you in that awful way-
in an oxygen singing rock 'n' roll is here to stay.
Whippin' loose your dick in a swamp.
Typing up the monkey, go for a romp.
You wonder what got you in awful way-
in an oxygen tent singing what a holiday.