Luyện nghe bài hát Bent

I've down this corridor -
Before you enter you to bring
Back the creator of damn,
Too late I'm spoiled, I the napalm
I got it, I it in my left sector,
Blew up the timing on the reactor.
Time shifted I had to remold the
The foundation for creation - blend
The pleasure dome into another -
A stalked nightly by the ogre
rarely sober. but there's no tracin
I see the place in the flow. I'm dawn,
No I'm not in the lawn pawns -
Don't rest, never possessed magnets.
I never pulled slits lips wit no skilled eyes -
through eyesockets. I'm currently current
Currents of electricity; can't get wit me
Invisible to the retina half - way reality limbo.
A nervous while ya climbin through windows,
Never ho's on merry-go-rounds,
Be the level for ghouls, schools of fish,
Victims on a hit list me geronimo on a pratt -
Tackle patt patterns addin in seasonings, flavor.
No false for beef, catapulting fingers to light
Switches so you can see the real, I the tension
My twitches - I'm bent.

Second scene: I'm the in a step show
corners, the coroner's office;
Where my rep grows. I'm on sort of drug
Like the president, it's that I'm noid,
A little bit of pizza - the gets deeper.
I'm for outs n ins, stolen isotonas,
The gloves, the bout begins three on a transport
It's a sport for me to take life on landing,
wit a prattle prod designed by god.
It's my job to frauds,
The odd is you got a degree in me,
So I know I flow, credentials are essential -
It's blasphemy the of shit they be askin me.
I feel the vibe, abstract art the veal
Doesn't this deprived stomach from a plummet.
on a duet with the bullet.
I pull out for suspense - I'm on a bent mission.

Jack cousteau couldn't it no deeper -
I'm a in davey jones micro-locker
the phone, foamin at the mouth:
Mad dog, a taste, never had hog I'm
The scrooge, makin hit the log - axe it.
I seen it where the cowards hope
Trembled sleeper see if you can find the
through measures in bars - I'm bent.