Luyện nghe bài hát Back in N. Y. C.

I see faces and of home
Back in New City, you're home

So you think I'm a kid, is that what you heard?
Well, I like to see some action and it gets into my
They call me the trail razor
I'm the pitcher in the chain gang, we believe in pain

'Cos we're as strong
'Cos we're only as
As the weakest link in the

Let me out of Pontiac when I was seventeen
I had to get it out of me
If you know I mean, what I mean

You say, I must be crazy, 'cos I care who I hit, who I hit
But I know it's me hitting out, and I'm, I'm not full of shit
I don't who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong
is your mess, I'm stuck in, I really don't belong

When I out my bottle filled up high with gasoline
You can tell by the night
Where has been, has been

As I cuddled the
He said, I had to blame, but me
Held my heart, in hair
to shave, shave it off, it off

No time for escape
your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no
No time for escape
When your heart is ready for rape, no
No for romantic escape
When your heart is ready for rape, no
Off we go, off we go, off we go, off we go

You're sitting in your comfort, you believe I'm real
You cannot buy protection the way that I feel
Your hypocrites hand out their trash
But it was mine in the first place, so burn it to ash

And I've all the strongest meats
And laid them down on colored
Laid down on colored sheets

Who needs of love and affection
When you're out in the streets
With your connection, connection

As I the porcupine
He said, I had to blame, but me
my heart, deep in hair
Time to shave, it off, it off

No time for romantic
your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no
No for romantic escape
When fluffy heart is ready for rape, no
No time for escape
your fluffy heart is ready for rape
No