Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I would cut my and tits off
When I think of Boris and Kinski
In the of the moon
It made me of Nosferatu
on the isle of Doctor Moreau
Oh wouldnt it be
I was thinking Lorre
things got pretty gory as I
Crossed to the Brandenburg
I was snappy perhaps Id been napping
And Id ate
A following heart can you apart
On a to 8 shift
A graveyard can only give one chance
As the tombstones weave and
happy when my heart got beating
On a afternoon
I dreamt of breezes through the treeses
And stars still illumed
I have three hearts that I keep
Trying to
To normal and the nightime reelings
And absynthe drunk so late
The cook got and all the whores they shrunk
Onto the size of dessert
But me Im happy cause I got my little
And some opium to set me
Im a small town girl who wants to give it a whirl
While my looks still hold me
Straight up to and fantasys fusion
Of reality with drink
Im just a small town girl whos gonna life a whirl
Looking at the Brandenburg