Luyện nghe bài hát Camouflage, Camouflage

Alice, where's tongue?
She look in the encyclopedia's ceaseless chatter
Alice, your hair?
She said; look in the of a well-worn butterfly knife
Alice, your teeth?
She said, look at the piano. Theyre dangling every single chord.
Alice, where's your
Look in the empires roaring; the getting so loud and boring.
Alice, where's man?
Look in this eye written like the o in the word goodbye.
Alice, where's house?
Its built on the hush of favorite record's screeching halt.
Alice, where's clothes?
Theyll be sweet around your eyes when 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 city's in camouflage.
The taxis are throwing fits.
Subways are bullets.
Camouflage, camouflage.
The draped in camouflage.
Cant you see the sidewalks are just snakes peeling off year's skin?
Cant you find your own face shining in the sky's false
Wheres voice?
Wheres dress?
Wheres bones?
in camouflage.
Wheres your
Wheres sky?
Wheres clouds?
in camouflage.
Mister the a contortionist.
The streets are skipping records hiss.
Camouflage, camouflage.
The draped in camouflage.
The taxis are throwing 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 that telecaster before it births a thousand useless slums.
bit you in the throat while you were staring at the sea.
All the in Montreal are smashing skateboards in the street.
Its 4am and she's at your with a suitcase, in a nightgown.
We slip through mansions with full-grown.
We slip through streetlights in rows.
I saw the sky split in two: one half and one half cruel.
I felt my chest in under a pile of synthetic grins.
The fields are day-glo under sobbing rainbows dragged filthy thoughts,
applause and camouflage.
I couldn't see the system,
It was camouflaged as a tape repeating.
I couldn't see the meadow,
It was camouflaged as a in glass window.
I see the love and affection,
It was as a jungle of erections.
I see the skeletal lightning,
It was camouflaged as a machete.