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 of Doctor Moreau
Oh wouldnt it be
I was Peter Lorre
When things got gory as I
to the Brandenburg Gate
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 when my heart got beating
On a afternoon
I dreamt of breezes going through the
And stars still illumed
I have three that I keep apart
Trying to
To normal and the nightime reelings
And some drunk so late
The got drunk and all the whores they shrunk
Onto the size of dessert
But me Im happy cause I got my nappy
And some to set me straight
Im just a small town 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 whos gonna give a whirl
Looking at the Brandenburg