Luyện nghe bài hát Fruitcakes

By: buffett, amy lee


"you know I was talking to my desdemona the other day she
Runs this space and bake shop down near boomtown. she told
Me that human beings are 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 sell you this jumbo drink, 8 extra of watered
Down coke for an extra 25 cents. I don't want it.
I don't that much organziation in my life.
I want other people thinking for me.
I want my junior mints. did the junior mints go in the
Movies. I don't want a 12 lb. crunch for 25 dollars. i
Want 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)
Fruitcakes on the (fruitcakes on the street)
Struttin' through the crosswalk
In the of the week
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

Paradise, and found
Paradise, take a look
I was out in california where I they have it all
They got riots, fires, mud
They've got in the mall
Water bars, brontasaurs, chinese lust
and bake life with the quake
The in the crust

Fruitcakes in the (fruitcakes in the kitchen)
Fruitcakes on the (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 little bit of fruitcake in everyone of us

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

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

Fruitcakes in the (fruitcakes in the galaxy)
Fuitcakes on the (fruitcakes on the earth)
Struttin' naked towards
We've that way since birth
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

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

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

Where's the church, who the steeple
Religion is in the hands of some people
Television preachers with bad and dimples
The god's honest truth is not that simple
It's the buddhist in you, it's the 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
me what's goin on, I ain't gotta clue

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

She you gotta do your fair share
Now cough up the rent
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 between 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 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 fruitcake left in of us

"the future. log, stardate two thousand and something."

We're years from the millenium
That's a science fiction
Stanley and his buddy hal
Now don't look abstract
So I'll put on my bob marley
And what I preach
Get jah in the reggae mon
As I along the beach
in touch with my insanity really is the only way
Its a jungle out there
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 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 left in everyone of us

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