Luyện nghe bài hát Grunge Whore

He the streets alone , his day's complete
Another showdown between the
When he the first time score
The scene was nasty and his ring was

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

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

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

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

Grunge
Grunge
Grunge
whore

But now the sad part, it's to cry
Our hero is about to die
blue in a locker room
He got to high, he shot his smack in his fucking eye

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

Grunge
whore
Grunge
whore

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

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

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