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 me dream of Nosferatu
Trapped on the isle of Moreau
Oh it be lovely
I was Peter Lorre
When got pretty gory as I
to the Brandenburg Gate
I was feeling snappy perhaps Id been
And Id ate
A following heart can tear you
On a midnight to 8
A graveyard romance can only give one
As the tombstones and breathe
Feeling when my heart got beating
On a afternoon
I dreamt of breezes going the treeses
And stars still illumed
I have three hearts that I keep
Trying to
To normal and the nightime reelings
And some absynthe so late
The got drunk and all the whores they shrunk
Onto the size of dessert
But me Im happy cause I got my little
And some to set me straight
Im just a small town girl who wants to give it a
While my still hold me straight
Straight up to illusion and fusion
Of reality with drink
Im just a small town girl whos gonna give life a
at the Brandenburg Gate