Luyện nghe bài hát Guitarred and Feathered

This is a cause for celebration in the belly of the swarm
The demands that we raise our glasses
In of the spokesman weve fixated to the floor
Give us your headline and your saddest verse

not partnered with the half-hearted anymore
Out legs are spread wide
Our heads are splitting at the seams
And we all know youre proficient in the idioms of

We are capable of the kind of love which
Only the can speak
Concede him the let him sing
The triumph of the to all his loyal psychofanatics

We all to the fire
Once the walls come rushing down for
I can say it better than you it
And I can be it bigger than you it

I havent a day of my life apart
From the one that read about
Ill spark
I was specially bred for the page of your magazines

Ive been up for the guillotines
talker, youre goddamn, right, Im a blessed lamb
I can show you all how to a good time
I why you came here

But of us will get what you want out of me
This has one too many laureates so Im keeping my peace
Every candidate his life with a clich
And the paths of lead to nowhere but the grave

Ive spoiled rotten
Every thought Ive had curdled
Not is poetry but I cant convince you of that
Ive been drawn and quartered, Ive twice picked over

And its sickening youve come here today to celebrate
Fuck, yeah, gonna party tonight
I am capable of the kind of about which only the intoxicated
And the California can weep