Luyện nghe bài hát Burn Piano Island, Burn

Bulimic vomit what?
Burn Piano Burn!
Coconut pupils shut?
Burn Island Burn!
Jigsaw babies and bamboo stilts?
Burn Island Burn!
Charred toucans their black sky quilt?
Burn Piano Burn!
The sea scream out celestial code.
on the shore inside a flame sno globe.
Burn Burn So Piano island!
the treasure!
the shovels!
Torch these hands dipped in lacquer,
Torch the finger-prints painting a portrait on spinal wings.
I my bride of eight inch fingers neck deep in the hungry quicksand.
I out children of pineapple skin
where the generic sunsets so bland.
I split my grandmother a rotten papaya...
our fright to pollenate the of fire.
I my skeleton and donated it to the war mausoleum...
I cut my will and along the scar tissue seam.
I packaged my and fed-ex'd it to the octopus queen.
Piano Island Burn!
Soured trees sputter waxy wax stink.
Burn Island Burn!
Boiling lagoons chewing gum pink?
Burn Piano Burn!
The volcano spews and salivates?
belly bloated like a pre-teen pregnancy?
I fed its limp indifferent tales of an ark haunted with the five howls,
I tied a nervous noose of wire
and it around the mocking throat of the past.
It's erupted like a rabid roman candle
as I kicked the from underneath.
Burn Piano Island
and all your fucking riddles down the throat of the sea.
This one man won't be coming back
so don't talk out of to me.
From a distance the fornication of fear and twindles so pretty.