Luyện nghe bài hát Dickie Davis Eyes

Mention the Lord of the
once more
And more than likely kill you
"Moorcock, Moorcock, Michael, Moorcock" you moan.
Is a wok
that you've down my throat,
Or are you just to see me?
Brian Moore's head uncannily
London Planetarium.

And all those Who you romantically,
Like to still are alive,
Are dead!
So wipe my snot
On the arm of chair
As you put Roger Dean poster
On the wall.

God, I could murder a Cadbury's Flake!Then I you wouldn't let me
heaven.
Or maybe you would 'cause their adverts oral sex
A bint in a field
her paints,
Suggesting we at her beauty,
But got Dickie Davis Eyes!

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