Luyện nghe bài hát Giant Swan

the giant swan's got in his wings.
his guts are stuffed with polaroids, and all humiliating.
and when the wine's drunk and the wild cabaret has it's last voice,
and you're all alone in the 4am darkness of a pitch-black theater,
he explodes like on the stage with gold smoke.
sing, your voice just wont blooming.
he wrote a play and the protagonist.
all the girls you wish you'd fucked make a appearance.
oh, and you just believe the ending.
fly me home, swan!
the giant got a pixelated beak.
his are twin mushroom clouds,
his feathers are cities,
and his are hollow apartments with the highest quality furnishings.
and you can watch tv until you die there, skin draped over luxury chairs.
sing, your voice won't stop blooming.
if your heart's a diamond, buddy, the price?
if heart's a diamond what's the fucking price?
your mouth is and your hair is shoddy.
so sit and watch the ballerinas and spin.
then strip down to vulgar skeleton.
you'd 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 left the room for two solid weeks.
with a pound of cocaine under the bed where the girls perform their services.
and you have to leave CNN on so you don't think about her 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!
who's at the what the fuck!"
your heart is sweating; hands are turning black.
your shadow in wearing a ski mask.
is that a machete at your
"give me all your money! me all the dope!"
and the sun's a painting of your whole life.
you scratch at the canvas, but you get inside.
and the sun's like a painting of whole life.
you at the canvas, but you can't get inside.
your family is grief.
you think fast asleep.
is the curtain closing?
swan, take me to the river.
is that my corroding?
giant swan, me to the river.
all the things you wish you said are buried with x'd out head.
all your motives...
giant swan, me to the river.