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 shop down near boomtown. she told
Me human beings are flawed individuals. the cosmic bakers
Took us out of the oven a little too early. and the
Reason we're as as we are and I believe it."

"take for example when you go to the these days, you know.
They try to sell you jumbo drink, 8 extra ounces of watered
cherry coke for an extra 25 cents. I don't want it.
I don't want that organziation 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 a 12 lb. nestle's crunch for 25 dollars. i
junior mints."

"we need more 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' through the crosswalk
In the middle of the
cookies 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, lost and
Paradise, a look around
I was out in california where I they have it all
They got riots, fires, mud
got sushi in the mall
Water bars, brontasaurs, chinese modern
Shake and bake life the quake
The secret's in the

Fruitcakes in the (fruitcakes in the kitchen)
Fruitcakes on the (fruitcakes on the street)
Struttin' naked through the
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

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

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

Fruitcakes in the (fruitcakes in the galaxy)
Fuitcakes on the (fruitcakes on the earth)
Struttin' naked eternity
been that 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 fruitcake in everyone of us

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

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

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

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

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

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)
Half-baked on the bus (people on the bus)
There's a bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us

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

We're seven from the millenium
That's a science fiction
Stanley kubrick and his hal
Now look that abstract
So put on my bob marley tape
And what I preach
Get jah in the reggae mon
As I walk along the
Stay in with my insanity really is the only way
Its a jungle out there
Have a very day
Hey.

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)
a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us

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