Luyện nghe bài hát Episode Of Blonde

One, two, three,

I spy for the of curiosity
All the of each vain monstrosity
I gossip and I pry and I
If the is great then it tends to fascinate

A dropped a funnel cloud with twenty tons of rain
Though she had the span of warm cellophane
Her lovers like skittles in a 10 pin bowling lane
But nothing could with that explosion of fame

So you jumped back with
Every Elvis has his army, every its charm
Can you still hear me? Am I coming through fine?
memory was buried in a simple box of pine

Did her green eyes seduce you and you get so weak?
Was there fire engine red that she left upon your
It's such a shame you had to break the heart you have counted on
But the last you need is another episode of blonde

Revolving like a figure on a music box
curtain parted and a night-club scene unlocks
Pinned and and fastened in a follow spot
Arms out to everyone, she's giving all she's got

To the last gasp of a wounded
A tiny man imploring to the ceiling fan this stolen
Amplified up through a busted
Blaring, blasting, advertising, distorted beyond

Into the where petty crime-coats shadow panic drunkards
out of the taxi cab the barker seized my elbow
He I was another lonely, likely pilgrim looking for St. Elmo

Did her green eyes you and make you get so weak?
Was there fire engine red that she left your cheek?
It's such a shame you had to break the heart you have counted on
But the last thing you need is another episode of

I to keep a straight face but you know it never pays
He would into those eyes and then vacation in her gaze
She was a cute little ruin that he out of the rubble
Now they are living in a soft soap bubble

The film contemplating, entertaining suicide
The picture crumpled in his fist, his runaway child
The timepiece stretched across his
She couldn't care cast aside

The that so repelled him that he swore, insecticide
And there's a note to mother
That will conclude, loving Son
Oh, tell your children not to do as I have done'

Did her green eyes seduce you and make you get so
Was there engine red that she left upon your cheek?
It's such a shame, it's such a shame, shame, shame,
Shame you had to the heart you could have counted on
But the last thing you need, last thing you want
Is another of blonde, it's another episode of blonde
Oh another episode of blonde

So an artist drags a across the first thing that he sees
And names the "Christ's Last Exit into Purgatory"
Receiving secret messages from an alien
And paying off his stalker it's a expense

So up pictures of those shrill and hollow girls with puckered lips
She's a trophy on arm a magnet for your money clip
The moral of this is the sorry tale to say
They're pieced with links of so they can never run away