Luyện nghe bài hát Code Blue

I never got along with the girls at my
Filling me up with all their morals and their
They'd pile all their on my head
I'd rather go out and fuck the

'Cause I can do I want
And they complain
I fuck, I wanna fuck the dead

of the night so silently
I on over to the mortuary
Lift up the casket and fiddle the dead
Their cold flesh makes me turn red

Do I want
And won't complain
I wanna fuck, I wanna the dead

And I even care how she died
But I it better
If she of formaldehyde

Never on the rag or say leave me
They don't scream and don't moan
Don't cry if I shoot in their hair
Lying on the table she smiles and she

'Cause I can do I want
And won't complain
I fuck, I wanna fuck the dead