Luyện nghe bài hát Got No Mind

Tonight the city is of....radios
And all the pedals are melted
sonic youth posters nailed up onto the...ceiling
And the is falling down on my brain
why
I got no
I got no
Got no

Somebody down the picnic
And somebody their own ass by mistake
And the cliches are eaten up
By the termites with the liquor
And the guitar and the pussy galore song
why
I all night
I got no
so fine

And the big sound is pumping up and down
Jumpin thru the
Making every seem like forever
There's air conditioning and new nails
And phone calls from in chicago
...why
Pay no
Got no
outside

So turn up the
And talk to your
And out your tennis shoes and your mayonnaise
It's all the and all the celebrations
And all the that make you
off the carpet
why
I pay no
(cough) got no
Might a cough drop

Well there's verses and
like pounds and pounds of
Sand weights the heavens
And she dangles a bottle
Talkin thru the wheels
And broken
why
I pay no
in slime
Put out cds

The are amplifying
The things you never knew
ever be the same as you
There's and plugs
And slugs slithering out into the thinner
why
I pay no
I pay no
Got no

Your swivel chairs and
And your fully-blown out scenes of
Turn up the and the treble
And call all the nasty things that you can
Stick into paper
With pen
Shove your pen up the air
everything and
Like you just care
But it good
When you off the scenery
And puppets and dollar bills
And there's pills
And there's cherries and there's potato
And the is runnin low
And there's else to go
So go down
666 up
I'm all my lows
And I'm all my disappointments