Luyện nghe bài hát Grunge Whore

He walks the alone , his day's complete
showdown between the sheets
When he remembers the first score
The scene was and his ring was sore

He saw his to make it big
Red mask and a dreadlocks wig
New music seminar, he made a
He drove them crazy, they him scream

Tacoma Washington, a motel
A sordid wedding, switched as groom
They him hard but it just felt fine
He got to sign the line

Fame and fortune, he it big
but melodic became his gig
And interview was so profound
A exponent of that grungy sound

Grungy, well he's a grunge whore knows what he
Black men on motorbikes
No self respect, in it for the action
A dollar satisfaction
He 's a whore

Grunge
whore
Grunge
whore

But now the sad part, time to cry
Our indie hero is to die
Turned blue in a locker
He got to high, he shot his right in his fucking eye

Well he's a grunge whore what he likes
Black men on motorbikes
No self respect, he's in it for the
A dollar satisfaction
He 's a whore

whore
Grunge
whore
Grunge

Well he's a grunge whore knows what he
Black leather men on
No self respect, in it for the action
A million dollar
He 's a grunge

Big wheels keep on turning, he 's a grunge
Napalm keeps burning, he 's a grunge
Paying for the CIA guns, grunge
With his distorted guitars and drums, he 's a grunge whore

He 's a grunge whore, he 's a grunge
He 's a whore, he 's a grunge whore
He 's a whore, he 's a grunge whore
He 's a grunge whore, he 's a whore