Luyện nghe bài hát Giant Swan

the giant swan's got in his wings.
his guts are stuffed with polaroids, and all humiliating.
and the wine's drunk and the wild cabaret has sung it's last voice,
and you're sitting all in the 4am darkness of a pitch-black theater,
he explodes like fireworks on the stage gold smoke.
sing, voice just wont stop blooming.
he wrote a and you're the protagonist.
all the girls you wish fucked make a guest appearance.
oh, and you won't believe the ending.
fly me home, swan!
the giant got a pixelated beak.
his eyes are mushroom clouds,
his are unsuspecting cities,
and his breasts are hollow apartments with the quality furnishings.
and you can watch tv until you die there, skin draped over luxury chairs.
sing, your just won't stop blooming.
if your heart's a diamond, buddy, what's the
if your heart's a what's the fucking price?
your is cheap and your hair is shoddy.
so sit and watch the kick and spin.
then down to your vulgar skeleton.
you'd better take one more of captain morgan's rum.
oh, gonna sting like a raw sunrise when they black swan's gone.
back at the resort, the closed, you haven't 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 town from the crotch you're renting out.
"who's at the what the fuck!
who's at the what the fuck!
who's at the what the fuck!"
your heart is sweating; your 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 whole life.
you scratch at the canvas, but you get inside.
and the sun's a painting of your whole life.
you scratch at the canvas, but you get inside.
your family is grief.
you think fast asleep.
is the curtain closing?
swan, take me to the river.
is my flesh corroding?
giant swan, me to the river.
all the things you wish you said are with your x'd out head.
all ulterior motives...
giant swan, me to the river.