Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

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

Ride the sainted
On the midnight train to
the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well before use," she
You touch me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

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

"Call me wet trampoline," she said
I was too busy with my hand
"Shake well use," she said
But you never me anymore
I was busy for phone sex
Coming the back door in skin tight trunks
And we all went mental and

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 electricity
And the light my eyes and I feel dirty
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel so shaken in my
Here Christ on crutches

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

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

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

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

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