Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo Bill

It Perfect

1]
Better watch out sucka now I got ya where I ya
Onslaught comin and I'm packin in my a
Buncha missle launchers 'n a contra
Ban-van of ganja, now come on ja-
Man stop! Man said, "Marshall, Oh-my-God, ya
Doin the cha-cha and the with a quad-ra-
Polegic, boogyin down to Sinatra."
to the Lohan, naked will you let me watch ya?
Who'd a knew the a do to me what it's done?
Such when it isn't in my system.
Blunt-igmatism spliff up to my lips son,
So much on my hands, I give my kids a fist-bump.
Christo-pher swimmin in my swim trunks,
"Mista, help me"'s what he said to me, and sunk.
Women, skinnin them and cuttin up in chunks,
In clumps - the with cocoa-butter skin once.

Once again they me Buffalo Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.
Skin em up, hem em, sew em up in kilts,
Up in kilts, uppa-up in those kilts.
Man, you want to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, in those hills.
You better beware, clear of Buffalo Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.

2]
Always, you can see him lurkin in the
Carcasses of females in his crawlspace.
How the did he fit em all into such a small place?
Hide em in the well how long will the drywall take?
Well it then, I've got nothin but time- I'll wait.
Until it dries, for the I guess you're all safe.
After I sand it and buff it, I guess I'll paint
My chainsaw's gas, my regular saw ain't.
Now here I come again, stomach rumblin,
You can even hear the evil spirits from within.
in the back of my damn house rummagin,
It's a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I her skin.
on the hunt again, when will it ever end?
Evelyn, why you tryin to fight? You never win.
Severin legs, arms, there goes another limb.
Pull the lever then, trap door, is evident.

Once they call me Buffalo Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.
Skin em up, hem em, sew em up in kilts,
Up in those kilts, in those kilts.
Man, you don't to go up in those hills,
Up in hills, uppa-up in those hills.
You better beware, stay of Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.

3]
Now, what ya know about Buffalo
Nothin, so chill. Fuckin hoe, ya better hold still.
Make sure none of that in the bucket don't spill.
Cut em, gut em 'n just get to stuffin girls.
Man,I think she had enough of pills,
So take that thing away to come back later, to clutch in those steel
Blades, when I cut ya don't squeal,
I hate the loud noises, I told you!
I keep hearin voices, "Wouldn't ya like to go an get your butcher knife,
And push it right through her, while ya put shish-kebab skewers
into her Would ya do to her
What ya usually do to a who's skin's newer?"
"In a of sin-doer, this is turnin into a
tournament of sorts, Christmas ornaments you are."
I'll be sure to Gin-sue ya til there's no more to ya.
Boo-ya, who ya think your with? Duck, because here he comes again.

Once again they call me Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.
Skin em up, hem em, sew em up in kilts,
Up in kilts, uppa-up in those kilts.
Man, you don't to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, uppa-up in hills.
You better beware, stay clear of Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.