Luyện nghe bài hát Bodies

Bodies made of and guts
Rusted bench seats been in ruts full of bodies
of slugs and guts
Sludged all the way the mud to orate to some
Bodies made of and guts
Mister's was stained like a sweatshop
I said, "It's my soul, I wanna it on the inside."

Bodies made of sparks and
Slumped and prone to the and lust
Christened, soaked futile
Listless souls the aisle of bodies made of slugs and guts
like a layman but resounded like tongues to the bodies made of
Slugs and
He spit when he spoke and sang like a wasp
I said, "It's my soul, I wanna it on the inside"