Luyện nghe bài hát Ambulance Vs. Ambulance

Ambulance X several consultants
the slow gumming death at the office orifice.
Ambulance Y imprisons the of the recent amputee
and her in the xylophone trees.
X scours the tanning complex for repunzels
rotting in skin cooking coffins.
Ambulance Y drops the off at the door step.
X pulls you out of the party
and rubs your freckles a DJ to his records
but Ambulance Y teaches you the goodbye
and your hands to show you where you stand,
the monolith of what is love and what is scam,
what is sun and is tan.
The Angels pull up to your doorstep
the sirens emergency,
"you'd come quick."
The Ambulance Angels chisel a crack in mouth,
and they paint a landscape with your regret and shouts.
tape and decode the moans,
ventilate the scandal from locked up mouth holes.
You'll see your wife
and children again so tell us it was going through your head,
when you looked their eyes
and said "no thanks take the hooker instead"
never see that office again
so the nurse amputates both of your thighs
come a bit closer to the mic
and tell us what you miss more your desk or the sky.
The Ambulance Angels up to the graveyard,
and leave you there bubbling sonnets and shards.
The Ambulance notify your next of kin
and show them the scrap book of operation:
His head was a faucet love, laughter and lies:
all his secret wishes, all his famous sighs.
Before you remember, Oh yeah, you give in,
remember we're coming back for your children.