Luyện nghe bài hát Babies With Guns

Radio check
Video check
This is how the city-folk and mole-people
Somebody warped the message, tried to pass it to the next
counties making you upset-set

Harvest all Brand-X Clark to worm food
Carbon heart, buried his nozzle in fossil art
Pardon, had a legitimate pulse
And littered volts all over the village where the pigeons molt
Bastard polter-gasps when the pigeon with Lazarus billy-goat
He sea-salt in the open blisters
But blind slips through the cracks
See naked martyrs with Bubblelicious on fishing rods itching to it back
With that organic incubated to have some ?? to make it through
?? on paper now, a lot of later
And lot of crews will out
A wooly mayor souse, who ?? happy at the bladed mouth
Bazooka Tooth zoo-keep the paper route with janky funds and
Cradled by empty Zelda heart containers
Man, it's freezing in this bitch, winter forever
Like Punxatawny Phil found with his four furry wrists
I face-first through the sex, drugs, and church
With wild things that make Maurice Sendak his early works
But no hostages, no
Out the corporate constant sprockets
Now clocked-off
from a rabid ring-wraith click basilisk
Serpentine, in and out of traffic jam and scenes
Scrub blood of the AF-152, pick up first
Some toddlers smuggled guns and crack into the nurseries
Dog, there's a fucking baby at the door asking for (yeah?)
And ain't twin Beanie Babies inside his pockets (nope!)
2010 showed the Magnum formed directly out the fetus
Evolution for the young convenience

Radio check
Video check
is how the city-folk and mole-people connect-nect
Somebody warped the message, tried to pass it to the next
Data-perforated making you upset-set

Magazine check
Paper route check
This is how the hermit and the busy bee
Somebody's losing of their flesh-and-bloods and arrests-rests
landscapes, what did you expect-pect?

Now a-days, even the got guns
Diaper snipers having fun
Misplace the bottle, might a bad one
Have a mid-life crisis when you're ten young

If this Jesus piece around your neck is bigger than your
It makes homicide okie-dokie and god will forgive you
show the saints at Heaven's gate you should be on the list
"I heard he overlooks manslaughter for a crucifix"
Twisty, fishy, contradicty, animal ship fleet
Off the sliding board dock of the Mr. Turtle mom bought
Somewhere they laminate dry bones and cool water and medulla
After you thumb-suck and diaper-change get and shoot the school up
I'd do it too, but to exploit no-brainers
Teenager passed alligator teeth and extra-curricular flagpole scrapping
Amongst tadpoles have yellow backbones
De-mechanism brought shrapnel scraps to hassle captains
By the itchy index of an fraggle baby
maybe, you think?
Chopped shop and a mislead, maladjustee trustee box
Hiding that light the sky in seconds
like newly communal hop-scotch gives leverage
Cut them with mortars I mumble
in the slang of mushmouth for the anti-led Nirvana
I to think I'd get hit by a bus or something dumb and dumber
That or the slugs plugged by the newest kiddie thug wonder
Self-victim kings who rep a wide pride
For tomorrow the holsters are bound to outnumber the
I'm not a
But that won't even the immobile
when global terrorism's all the rage and get smoked local
Block, if you me (yeah?)
I had to to DC (yeah?)
To bullet-proof mom's garden before the war cheats me (yeah?)
If I'm not in a week tell the crew I said "peace" and lay low
don't vacate slow

Radio check
Video check
is how the city-folk and mole-people connect-nect
Somebody the message, tried to pass it to the next next
Data-perforated counties you upset-set

Magazine check
New flash check
is how the hermit and the busy bee connect-nect
Somebody's track of their flesh-and-bloods and arrests-rests
Polka-dotted landscapes, did you expect-pect?

Now a-days, even the babies got
snipers having clock-tower fun
Misplace the bottle, might a bad one
Have a crisis when you're ten years young

the battleship grey sky
The day I got the call Jam Master Jay died
So now I'll probably never another "Daylight"
Because the stingers ?? a ?? into the portable
It adds it up when a pioneer fall, in comparison to your 99 bottle of wall
There's banana peels in hamster wheels, hand cannons in your shoebox, please
Mine's got Adidas, rest in