Luyện nghe bài hát Camouflage, Camouflage

Alice, where's tongue?
She said; look in the encyclopedia's ceaseless
Alice, where's your
She said; look in the sharp of a well-worn knife
Alice, your teeth?
She said, at the piano. Theyre dangling from every single chord.
Alice, where's lips?
Look in the empires the tyrants getting so loud and boring.
Alice, your man?
Look in this black eye like the o in the word goodbye.
Alice, your house?
Its built on the hush of your favorite screeching halt.
Alice, your clothes?
Theyll be sheets around your eyes when street boars eat you alive!
Alice, where's swans?
Flying in hotel stealing stereos.
Mister the a contortionist.
The streets are skipping records hiss.
Camouflage, camouflage.
The draped in camouflage.
The taxis are throwing fits.
are subterranean bullets.
Camouflage, camouflage.
The city's in camouflage.
Cant you see the sidewalks are just peeling off last year's skin?
Cant you find your own face in the sky's false reflection?
your voice?
Wheres dress?
Wheres your
in camouflage.
Wheres beach?
Wheres sky?
Wheres clouds?
in camouflage.
Mister the a contortionist.
The streets are skipping blaring hiss.
Camouflage, camouflage.
The city's in camouflage.
The taxis are jaguars fits.
Subways are bullets.
Camouflage, camouflage.
The city's in camouflage.

She says me one good reason not to empty the heart of all its zeros and ones,
Not to smash that telecaster before it births a useless slums.
Love bit you in the throat while you were at the sea.
All the girls in Montreal are smashing in the street.
Its 4am and at your door with a suitcase, in a nightgown.
We slip through with fences full-grown.
We slip through streetlights in rows.
I saw the sky split in two: one jealous and one half cruel.
I felt my chest cave in under a pile of grins.
The fields are day-glo under sobbing dragged through filthy thoughts,
applause and camouflage.
I couldn't see the system,
It was camouflaged as a tape repeating.
I see the glorious meadow,
It was camouflaged as a in glass window.
I see the love and affection,
It was camouflaged as a of erections.
I see the skeletal lightning,
It was as a young machete.