Luyện nghe bài hát Custer (Live)

Have one!
Dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da,
Dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da-da-da!

Half alive and stark, free in the line front
Croaching on the purpose of commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific of this statement
Listener is advised

strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about how petty you are
And it blows my fucking
Yeah, it blows my mind!

These days, I never seem to get
I'm tired of shit, I want to go up
waste my fucking time
Don't waste my time!

Because anything
Gets crushed by governed
jealousy and ignorance
And all that equals

This one, it isn't
made of clay
I'm for the punishment
I it's on my way

Cut cut cut me up and fuck fuck me up ...

Irreverence is my
It's secondhand, but you me
The son of a bitch is on his
The man standing gets no pity

Somewhere on a toilet
I read the you form along
To a life, they're for my life
And I find a truth

Something so and now it's sitting there
Surrounded by the of the state
victim of the refuse

Now I've saying this for years
But you don't it
I fight and I fight fear
I understand it

Androgeny and
Your choice, don't be difficult
You to win the war?
Know what you're for

Cut cut cut me up and fuck fuck me up ...

is my disease
It's secondhand, but you me
The son of a is on his knees
The last man standing no pity

With angel eyes and seeds
You're what you really need
When all is and done, you see
The last man standing no pity
(No pity) ...
Cut cut cut me up and fuck fuck me up ...