Luyện nghe bài hát Fruitcakes

By: buffett, amy lee


"you know I was talking to my friend desdemona the day she
Runs this space station and bake down near boomtown. she told
Me that human beings are flawed individuals. the bakers
us out of the oven a little too early. and that's the
Reason we're as as we are and I believe it."

"take for when you go to the movies these days, you know.
They try to you this jumbo drink, 8 extra ounces of watered
Down cherry coke for an extra 25 cents. I don't it.
I don't want that much in my life.
I don't want people thinking for me.
I want my junior mints. where did the junior go in the
Movies. I don't want a 12 lb. crunch for 25 dollars. i
Want mints."

"we need fruitcakes in this world and less bakers!
We need that care! I'm mad as hell! and I don't want to
it anymore!"

Fruitcakes in the (fruitcakes in the kitchen)
Fruitcakes on the (fruitcakes on the street)
Struttin' naked through the
In the of the week
Half-baked in the oven (cookies in the oven)
Half-baked on the bus (people on the bus)
a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us

Paradise, and found
Paradise, take a look
I was out in california I hear they have it all
They got riots, fires, mud
got sushi in the mall
Water bars, brontasaurs, chinese modern
Shake and bake life with the
The in the crust

Fruitcakes in the (fruitcakes in the kitchen)
Fruitcakes on the (fruitcakes on the street)
Struttin' naked the crosswalk
In the of the week
Half-baked cookies in the (cookies in the oven)
Half-baked on the bus (people on the bus)
There's a little bit of left in everyone of us

"speakin' of fruitcakes, how the government?
Your tax at work."

We lost our martian rocket
The high paid spokesman
Looks like that rocket ship
Has lost it's shaped head
We spent 90 dollars trying to get a look at mars
I hear laughter ringing out among the stars

Fruitcakes in the (fruitcakes in the galaxy)
on the earth (fruitcakes on the earth)
Struttin' naked eternity
We've been way since birth
Half-baked in the oven (cookies in the oven)
Half-baked on the bus (people on the bus)
There's a little bit of left in everyone of us

"religion! religion! oh, there's a thin between saturday
Night and sunday morning. we go now.
Alright, boys."

Mea mea culpa mea maxima culpa
Mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa

Where's the church, who took the
Religion is in the hands of crazy-ass people
Television preachers with bad hair and
The god's honest truth is it's not simple
It's the buddhist in you, the pagan in me
the muslim in him, she's catholic ain't she?
It's the born again it's the wasp and the jew
me what's goin on, I ain't gotta clue

"now here the big ones. relationships! we all got 'em, we
All 'em. what do we do with 'em?
Here we go, I'll ya."

She you gotta do your fair share
Now cough up half the
I my body like a temple
You treat like a tent
But the word at the right time
May get me a hug
That's the difference lightning
And a harmless bug

Fruitcakes in the (fruitcakes in the kitchen)
Fruitcakes on the (fruitcakes on the street)
Struttin' through the crosswalk
In the middle of the
Half-baked in the oven (cookies in the oven)
people on the bus (people on the bus)
There's a little bit of fruitcake in everyone of us

"the future. captain's log, stardate two and something."

We're years from the millenium
That's a science fact
kubrick and his buddy hal
Now look that abstract
So I'll put on my bob tape
And practice I preach
Get jah in the reggae mon
As I walk the beach
Stay in with my insanity really is the only way
Its a jungle out kiddies
Have a fruitful day
Hey.

Fruitcakes in the (fruitcakes in the kitchen)
on the street (fruitcakes on the street)
Struttin' through the crosswalk
In the of the week
Half-baked cookies in the (cookies in the oven)
people on the bus (people on the bus)
There's a little bit of fruitcake in everyone of us

"that's right, you too. yeah those crumbs are all around
This universe. I've fruitcakes. I saw this guy in santa
Monica rollerskate naked the crosswalk. down in new
Orleans in the french market there are fruitcakes you cannot
Believe. new york, forget it. fruitcake city. down island, got
Fruitcakes. them crumbs around. that's right, we want
'em around. bakin' baby. keep bakin'."