Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I cut my legs and tits off
When I think of Boris Karloff and
In the dark of the
It made me dream of
Trapped on the isle of Moreau
Oh wouldnt it be
I was thinking Lorre
When things got pretty as I
Crossed to the Brandenburg
I was feeling snappy Id been napping
And Id ate
A following can tear you apart
On a to 8 shift
A graveyard can only give one chance
As the weave and breathe
Feeling happy when my got beating
On a Sunday
I dreamt of breezes going through the
And stars still illumed
I have three hearts that I keep
Trying to
To feelings and the nightime reelings
And absynthe drunk so late
The got drunk and all the whores they shrunk
the size of dessert plates
But me Im happy I got my little nappy
And opium to set me straight
Im just a small town who wants to give it a whirl
While my looks still me straight
Straight up to illusion and fantasys
Of mixed with drink
Im just a small girl whos gonna give life a whirl
at the Brandenburg Gate