Luyện nghe bài hát Ahhhhh...Men

Staring out the window of our bus
And it's just the driver and us
Sit and trade wit and and we cuss
'bout our friendly border drug bust

And I know the future's cloudy and
Record mine, give up or go gay
You're looking down on me with blue and black
Pissing down a storm from purple night

And I know the muddy and trite
all that is large and all that is slight
Flowing in the stream of floodlights
Writing books, Lord knows we bite

But if this is your in my testament
I will bow to no that they bent
Still I'm just a sperm begat from love
in the bread, the blood of your dove

Can I lie with you in grave?
Can I lie with you in your

There's a crack in the at the end of the world
Where I will sit with my in it's fluorescent swirl
Eat us up, break it down to the cell
In a with a view and a window to hell

Where those who buried bodies in their of fun
Will be marched through that display what they've done
They'll be shot up the sky by a cannon of sin
Where we'll reluctantly let in

So can I lie in your at the edge at the end of the world?
Where I will sit with my in it's fluorescent swirl
Eat us up, break it down to the tiniest
In a room with a and a window to hell

Where those who buried bodies in their of fun
Will be marched through museums that display what done
They'll be shot up through the sky by a of sin
We'll let them in
So can I lie in your

Can I lie you in your grave?
Can I lie with you in your
Can I lie with you in grave?
Can I lie with you in your
So can I lie in your