Luyện nghe bài hát Combing My Hair In A Brand New Style

I a blue hair comb with a busted tooth
Gonna comb out my hair in telephone booth
Gonna comb out love, gonna out hate
Gonna get me a new look and I wait

I took a lethal dosage of dope in my
Bit the hook of Jesus, oh, the terrible
I swallowed it hard for a good while
But now Im combing my hair in a brand new

my hair, yeah
Combing my hair,
Combing my hair,
my hair in a brand new style

I take a stroll in a Loves supermarket
I passing the rows of candy for sale
See the pale girls in the magazines?
Smiling at me they know what I mean

You your candy dandy, your cheap girls ruthless
Soul suckers all end up toothless
Gumming the truth of lifes discount
Me Im combing my hair in a new style

Combing my hair,
Combing my hair,
Combing my hair,
my hair in a brand new style

He a blue hair comb with a busted tooth
To out the tangles of his messed up youth
Returning in to the scene of his trial
He was combing his hair in a brand new

Yeah, the sorry of his assorted crimes
His tribulations, his suffering
All wiped clean and left miles
See him prowling the street? He got the mojo
Hes combing his hair in a brand new

Combing my hair,
Combing my hair,
my hair, yeah
Combing my in a brand new style

I dont want no hoodoos, no voodoo
No spooked out priesty beasty, no strippers pasties
Self-professed saviors of my soul, no low top secret
CIA moles, no psychopathic behavior specialists

No shriners, no shiners, no decisive moment
right, no vegetable, no mineral, no institution
Gonna disrupt the constitution of my ingenious solution

See I got my sly pomade, my in a jar
Now dont you mistake me for no star
Cause Im just a humble jumble of crooked smile
Did you check out my in the brand new style?

Combing my hair,
Combing my hair,
my hair, yeah
Combing my hair in a new style