Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless You Blood Thirsty Zeppelins

"Save the falsetto valentines for the ice cube toast, for the filth roast."

You know she so clinique,
but when you she's asleep,
we're from inside the pilots seat.
Because this Marylin Monroe is a secret Zeppelin
whose rains down napalm confetti on all black tie celebrations.

Tear out your carnivorous toupee for the fire,
save your for the boiling lobster choir.

You know she looks so in that snakeskin shawl,
but watching through her cut out eye holes
(because unfortunately this Marylin Monroe is a Secret
known towing a sign across the sky that reads S.S. Penetration)

God you Bloodthirsty Zeppelins!

And now we're over the past
and future from out brains and left to rot.
And now we're flying over the towers
plastering the air the filthy film of prayer.
We don't need a blueprint, we don't need a print
the blue prints me, the prints you.

We'll build our engines from hymans.
Propellers churning in fury.
We'll pluck our bombs from the pouch
of presidents propighanda pupa louse.

received:
"Honey I'll be late, from the office today,
up to my in paperwork, yeah,
my is such a jerk."

Telephone
"Yeah she the story...there's a motel up the street...
so show me your surrender baby"

Unfortunately this Marylin Monroe is a secret
set on a crash coarse with your cumshot
with the blowjob mansion.

And now we're over factories manufacturing authentic ecstacy.
And now we're over the swamp
that the biggest smiles, cackling teeth in piles.
And now we're flying over the
derobed all the houses all our thoughts exposed.
And all the memories in my head spill to the floor
in a of hungry lead.
And while the traffic human tapestry's
we sing a to the frustriation symphony.
Unfortunately this marylin is a secret zepplin...