Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I would cut my and tits off
When I think of Boris Karloff and
In the dark of the
It made me of Nosferatu
Trapped on the of Doctor Moreau
Oh wouldnt it be
I was thinking Lorre
When got pretty gory as I
to the Brandenburg Gate
I was feeling snappy perhaps Id napping
And Id ate
A following heart can you apart
On a midnight to 8
A romance can only give one chance
As the weave and breathe
Feeling happy when my heart got
On a Sunday
I dreamt of breezes going the treeses
And stars still illumed
I have three hearts I keep apart
Trying to
To feelings and the nightime reelings
And absynthe drunk so late
The cook got drunk and all the whores they
the size of dessert plates
But me Im happy I got my little nappy
And some to set me straight
Im just a small girl who wants to give it a whirl
While my looks still me straight
up to illusion and fantasys fusion
Of reality mixed drink
Im just a small town girl gonna give life a whirl
at the Brandenburg Gate