Luyện nghe bài hát Champing the Bit

We a crowd.
The crowd the blood.
swindlers.
There's a in the stream where the newborns are baptized.
Who let the flatterer into the on our sweet sixteen?
him away.
Get him the wall for the witnesses.
This is in a borrowed suit.
It's a pickup at a funeral.
Cannibals along the catwalk.
But it's ok we're got old and our veins are rooted to the hornets nest again.
New is tasteless.
wearing down.
This is the year of the crasher.
What is
Where are the
What is harm to the perfumed wrists of the
Designer imposters find us in the claws of the snake.
A fin is around the floor.
It we've lost our way.
The tide is swelling and fallen asleep on the shore.
Get inside.
Someone's fire in the theater.
Oh god.
stay calm.
Tell husband that his screaming just invited it in.
The horsemen are crashing the gates.
We had better to play dead.
Our hands are of rapture.
dripping from our chin.
The of infant hearts.
But it's ok we've got old blood and our hair is woven to the same again.
We're down.
is the year of the party crasher.
It's you and me for the time in history.
history.