Luyện nghe bài hát Ebolarama

Boys shoot to thrill from the hip. This we put the "act" in action
We've tricked the pigs into thinking this auction is a pageant
In no time there will be on our new set of cutlery
The livestock is star struck. They're all like ravenous cartoons
Goddamn animal. You'd better watch you spit
Squeal like music. If it helps, we'll dim the lights on the floor
Neon are the cosmetics of swine. Everybody looks quite dazzling
up in their formal attire

You'd make a great if I could keep you, but we all spill our guts
We're locked and loaded. Drip fed and bloated. Our trigger snagged
In the trap of the moment

Turn the lights off on us, like a moth left in the cold. In the dark, begging for
When the urgency strikes you, you'd better not your nerve
It's the that the cockroaches get at the end of the world. It's alright
There's a pail by the bed if you need one, but you're doing fine
When in Rome we shall do as the Romans, when in Hell we do at the bar

Last call, it

We don't in terms of the morning afters
And we don't utter a word of the night befores
In the we're just thoughtless incessant buzzing apparatus
Disillusioned and lonelier than the last man
It doesn't get any better this so run like Hell

This is a rock and takeover
Living day one night at a time
There were mercy fucks, there was
You have been there by my side
This is passion, this is red denial
I have no lover and she hasn't the prettiest eyes. Last call, it