Luyện nghe bài hát Camouflage, Camouflage

Alice, where's your
She said; look in the encyclopedia's chatter
Alice, where's hair?
She said; look in the sharp of a butterfly knife
Alice, where's teeth?
She said, look at the piano. dangling from every single chord.
Alice, where's your
Look in the roaring; the tyrants getting so loud and boring.
Alice, where's your
Look in this black eye like the o in the word goodbye.
Alice, where's house?
Its built on the of your favorite record's screeching halt.
Alice, where's clothes?
Theyll be sweet sheets around your eyes street boars eat you alive!
Alice, where's your
Flying in rooms stealing stereos.
the sky's a contortionist.
The are skipping records blaring 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 snakes off last year's skin?
Cant you your own face shining in the sky's false reflection?
your voice?
Wheres your
Wheres your
in camouflage.
Wheres your
Wheres your
Wheres clouds?
in camouflage.
Mister the a contortionist.
The streets are skipping blaring hiss.
Camouflage, camouflage.
The draped in camouflage.
The are jaguars throwing fits.
Subways are bullets.
Camouflage, camouflage.
The draped in camouflage.

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