Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

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

the sainted rhythms
On the midnight to Romford
the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never touch me anymore way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

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

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

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

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

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

I get my on channel six
The it burns my eyes and I feel so dirty
comes Christ on crutches

I'll never be
Never be
They left me
I will not be confused another man
This pressure of

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

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