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)
thornton (background vocals)
Davey (background vocals)

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

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

Maybe you think you're a guy
Maybe you think too tough to cry
So you to the grape,
to give it a try
And
a doubt, the ugliest sonofabitch I ever saw in my life
Was his name...
One two four!
The sticking out from underneath of his
Pancake
And yet he was a beautiful
Nearly you insane
Let's talk leather: leatherrrrrr
And so you kissed a sailor
Tex abel, starring in the shepperton production:
Who had just in from spain
Sir richard
You sniffed the reeking of angel
The of a demented bread-boffer
And like it was cocaine
Cucumber pud to a fine whole-wheat loaf
You were dazzled by the exciting new costume of
on tuesday night, ceasar's back in town
In a way you can't
Facing off in a no-holds-barred tag team match
kona.
And so you worked the wall michael
pounds of samoan dynamite
Which gave back an awful strain
hell
But you back on sunday 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, an asshole
That's
You're an asshole, you're an

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

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

fool yerself, girl
It's right up yer poop chute
fool yerself, girl
It's goin' up yer poop chute
(etc., repeats)

Aw, I knew be surprised...