Luyện nghe bài hát Body Bag

Yeah, Dr. Dooom, beware I walk in your room
That's right, A K A, Keith

I'm washin' pots and pans, fried gorillas with chips
And clam dips, my pants ripped, playin' 'Gladys
On Fright night, with buffalo meat in ass vomit
Gastric juice with toast, balls from a moose

Heavy convulsion construction in stomach tucked in
Leave you with Maalox and Castor oil of toxic
Your vacant with where house aroma
Cat turds and drops your face went into a coma

houses, with fifty mouses, diapers and kids
Drivin' for the roach business
Twelve to nine, I move bags to Cedar Sinai
Eatin' food, I'm rude
Walk in the beverage center a jockstrap dude

Approach security with a
Never stating a major, cut in elevators
the rush hour stop draggin' dead elephants in department stores
While, people shop, a briefcase from Spelmen

I have to tell men, get off my
I'm workin' overtime like a janitor stamina
Buried the last bodies in
In Toronto, I used to jerk off in a ten condo
With surgery Dr. Dooom workin' in the office building

Drivin' some Bronco like O.J.
Nervous smokin' a of Winston's
With dead people in Pontiac, Michigan
Twenty-eight in Denver, twenty-eight, I can't
through a town called, Gatesville
You out there, know how Norman Bates feel

that body and bag it, then I'm outta sight
Hey what's that smell down
Take that body and bag it, then I'm outta
Hey what's that down there?
Take that and bag it, then I'm outta sight
Hey what's that down there?
Take that body and bag it, I'm outta sight
Hey that smell down there?
that body and bag it, then I'm outta sight

From a little town, that's right a down house
With some real estate in Peat
I ran a meat behind Johnny Rocket's
Paid to haul body pieces from the East to the West
With 'The Devil' branded on chest

I had to up and the judge wrote 'Confess'
Watch the Arkansas Kansas City testify
Against my lies and my alibis, I was
My lawyers dressed in black and a Rolls buried in the back

Arms missing, knees cut down to the
All I had was people to grub, stories to to the Enquirer
How I set a of people in the nightclub on fire
My was to get even like Spielberg
Throw like Stephen King, 'Children of the Corn' on a

I needles in your face like Pinhead
You been for eighty hours in a college dorm
With a thunderstorm, lightning with big
I used to hang with Jim Jones before he started the
The SSA, the Sacrifice and Serve-it Angle, I'm the next

Take that body and bag it, then I'm outta
Hey what's that down there?
Take that and bag it, then I'm outta sight
Hey what's that smell down
Take that body and bag it, I'm outta sight
Hey what's that smell there?
Take body and bag it, then I'm outta sight
Hey what's smell down there?
Take that and bag it, then I'm outta sight