Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well before use," she
You never touch me this way
Connector in, out
You let me in through the door

Ride the sainted
On the midnight to Romford
Ride the rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well before use," she
You never me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

And I'm so dirty and the light my eyes
You're oh so and the light, it blinds my eyes
Here Christ on crutches

"Call me wet trampoline," she today
I was too busy with my hand
"Shake well before use," she
But you never touch me
I was listening for phone sex
Coming through the door in skin tight trunks
And we all went and danced

I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six

To the off peak
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel so in my faith
Here Christ on crutches

And here comes another God, here another God
a buffalo thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a tongue and designer voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me through the in my 501s
Freeze dried with a new
And my stuffed back in my head

I get my kicks on six
The it burns my eyes and I feel so dirty
Here Christ on crutches

I'll be confused
Never be
left me confused
I will not be confused with man
This of opinions

"Lighten up, listen to eyes," you said
But all I could see was Doris Day in a big satellite
Disappearing down the tube hole on Street
With Willy, the motor psycho

light it burns my eyes
And the light it burns my
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six