Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well use," she said
You never me anymore this way
in, receiver out
You let me in through the door

Ride the rhythms
On the train to Romford
Ride the sainted

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

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

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

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

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

And here another God, here comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, with a smell of
And a velvet tongue and designer
Well I got phone sex to see me through the emptiness in my
Freeze dried a new religion
And my teeth stuffed back in my

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

I'll never be
be confused
They me confused
I not be confused with another man
pressure of opinions

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

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