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)
Napoleon murphy (background vocals)
lewis (background vocals)
Randy (background vocals)
Davey (background vocals)

Hey! do you know you are?
an asshole! an asshole!

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

Maybe you think you're a guy
you think you're too tough to cry
So you to the grape,
Just to it a try
And
Without a doubt, the sonofabitch I ever saw in my life
Was his name...
One two four!
The whiskers sticking out underneath of his
Pancake
And yet he was a beautiful
Nearly drove you
Let's about leather: leatherrrrrr
And so you kissed a little
Tex abel, starring in the latest shepperton
Who had just blew in from
Sir richard
You sniffed the reeking of angel
The story of a demented
And acted it was cocaine
Cucumber pud annexed to a whole-wheat loaf
You were by the exciting new costume of ko-ko
Then on tuesday night, ceasar's back in
In a way you can't
Facing off in a tag team grudge match
kona.
And so you the wall with michael
Three-hundred-seventy-nine pounds of samoan
Which gave back an awful strain
Volcanic
But you came on sunday for the gong show
Next thursday, town's finest...
But you forgot what I was
'cause you're an asshole, an asshole
right
You're an asshole, you're an
Yes, yes
an asshole, you're an asshole
That's
You're an asshole, an asshole

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

You say you can't live what you been through
Well, you can be an asshole too
You pretend you ain't got one on the bottom of you,
But fool yerself girl
It's at you
Don't yerself girl
winkin' 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 poop
hole
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop
fuck
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer chute
crisco
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer chute
Pud!

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

Aw, I knew be surprised...