Luyện nghe bài hát Giant Swan

the giant got ghosts in his wings.
his are stuffed with polaroids, and they're all humiliating.
and when the wine's drunk and the cabaret has sung it's last voice,
and you're all alone in the 4am darkness of a pitch-black theater,
he explodes like fireworks on the stage with smoke.
sing, your voice just stop blooming.
he wrote a play and the protagonist.
all the girls you wish fucked make a guest appearance.
oh, and you just believe the ending.
fly me home, swan!
the giant swan's got a beak.
his eyes are twin clouds,
his are unsuspecting cities,
and his breasts are hollow apartments the highest quality furnishings.
and you can watch tv until you die there, deflated skin over luxury chairs.
sing, your voice won't stop blooming.
if your a diamond, buddy, what's the price?
if your heart's a diamond what's the fucking
mouth is cheap and your hair is shoddy.
so sit and watch the kick and spin.
then strip down to vulgar skeleton.
better take one more drink of captain morgan's rum.
oh, it's gonna sting a raw sunrise when they black swan's gone.
back at the resort, the curtains closed, you haven't the room for two solid weeks.
with a pound of cocaine under the bed where the call perform their services.
and you have to leave CNN on so you think about her newborn son
who entered this town from the you're renting out.
"who's at the door? the fuck!
who's at the what the fuck!
at the door? what the fuck!"
your heart is sweating; hands are turning black.
shadow breaks in wearing a ski mask.
is that a machete at throat?
"give me all money! give me all the dope!"
and the sun's like a painting of your life.
you scratch at the canvas, but you get inside.
and the sun's like a painting of whole life.
you scratch at the canvas, but you get inside.
your is gurgling grief.
you you're fast asleep.
is that the closing?
swan, take me to the river.
is that my corroding?
giant swan, me to the river.
all the you wish you said are buried with your x'd out head.
all ulterior motives...
swan, take me to the river.