Luyện nghe bài hát Grunge Whore

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

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

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

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

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

whore
Grunge
whore
Grunge

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

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

whore
Grunge
Grunge
whore

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

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

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