Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Hearts Are for Assholes

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
belew (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Tommy (keyboards, vocals)
wolf (keyboards)
Patrick (bass, vocals)
bozzio (drums, vocals)
Ed (percussion, vocals)
murphy brock (background vocals)
Andre (background vocals)
Randy (background vocals)
Davey (background vocals)

Hey! do you know what you
an asshole! an asshole!

Some of you might not
'cause you likes a lot of misery
But think a and you will see...
hearts are for assholes
Broken hearts are for
Are you an
Broken are for assholes
Are you an asshole
Whatcha gonna do, 'cause an asshole...

Maybe you think you're a guy
Maybe you you're too tough to cry
So you to the grape,
to give it a try
And
Without a doubt, the ugliest sonofabitch I ever saw in my
Was his name...
One two four!
The whiskers sticking out underneath of his
make-up
And yet he was a beautiful
Nearly you insane
Let's talk leather: leatherrrrrr
And so you a little sailor
Tex abel, starring in the shepperton production:
Who had just blew in from
Sir pump-a-loaf
You sniffed the buns of angel
The story of a demented
And acted like it was
Cucumber pud annexed to a whole-wheat loaf
You were dazzled by the exciting new of ko-ko
Then on night, ceasar's back in town
In a way you explain
Facing off in a no-holds-barred tag team grudge
kona.
And so you the wall with michael
Three-hundred-seventy-nine pounds of dynamite
Which gave your back an awful
Volcanic
But you came back on for the gong show
Next thursday, town's finest...
But you forgot I was sayin'
you're an asshole, you're an asshole
That's
You're an asshole, you're an
Yes, yes
You're an asshole, you're an
right
You're an asshole, you're an

Now you been to the grape 'n' you to the chest
'n' now I think you know what you are: an asshole

You say you live with what you been through
Well, ladies you can be an too
You might pretend you ain't got one on the of you,
But don't fool girl
It's at you
Don't fool girl
It's at you
Don't fool girl
It's at you
why I say
I'm ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer chute
hole
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer chute
fuck
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop
crisco
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop
Pud!

fool yerself, girl
It's right up yer poop chute
Don't yerself, girl
It's goin' right up yer chute
(etc., repeats)

Aw, I knew be surprised...