Luyện nghe bài hát Grunge Whore

He the streets alone , his day's complete
Another showdown the sheets
When he remembers the first time
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 them crazy, they made him

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

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

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

whore
Grunge
whore
whore

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

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

whore
Grunge
whore
Grunge

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

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

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