Luyện nghe bài hát Fruitcakes

By: buffett, amy lee


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

"take for example when you go to the these days, you know.
They try to you this jumbo drink, 8 extra ounces of watered
Down coke for an extra 25 cents. I don't want it.
I don't want much organziation in my life.
I don't want other people 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
junior mints."

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

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

Paradise, lost and
Paradise, a look around
I was out in where I hear they have it all
got riots, fires, mud slides
They've got in the mall
Water bars, brontasaurs, modern lust
Shake and bake with the quake
The in the crust

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

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

We lost our rocket ship
The paid spokesman said
Looks like that rocket ship
Has lost it's cone shaped
We spent 90 jillion dollars trying to get a look at
I hear universal laughter ringing out the stars

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fruitcakes in the (fruitcakes in the kitchen)
Fruitcakes on the (fruitcakes on the street)
Struttin' through the crosswalk
In the of the week
cookies 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

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

We're seven years the millenium
That's a science fact
Stanley and his buddy hal
Now don't 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 touch with my insanity really is the way
Its a jungle out kiddies
Have a very day
Hey.

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

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