Luyện nghe bài hát Gun for the Whole Family

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Before troops was cooler than hula hoops,
high was your basic who's who of brutal truth.

Hot summer gun or box-cutter dance
turn a young'n to a paper dolls holding hands.

And tricky was a wooden horse pushed up on porch
so chicanery was to engage or ignore.

I was on the latter but a lot pawns,
so we carried lawn chairs and of popcorn.

the popcorn!

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fair, cop car, voyeur hawk him out his hinges,
storm door splinters, clamoring about, out about to ring,
infiltrate each others tribes and murder each queens.

Packed to the very last rafter, clung to the and the
cameras to the damage, neck swivel with a chomp chomp volley
where the leave nothing but the bones and the car keys.

Pardon if his two fester.
it was of me people,
meet and lefter,
planted like a model of civility and honor for the
but got his Extra! Extra!

for the better but it wasn't entertaining,
so they waited for the tazing the safety of his haven.

Like to the honey when they lumped you up,
'cuz bumper cars are funny when they bump. (Know that.)

Hot gun or box-cutter slow dance- popcorn, popcorn...
Hot summer gun or box-cutter slow capture the damage.

(Yo, dude talks real slow yo... Crazy.
Yeah man that's my boy Steve; he just talks that, it's weird.
is wierd.)

Tune to Hellemundo for action blasphemy;
big city your face 'til it atrophies.

I let the boy out actually,
to void with grin to watch laughingly.

Pass the p's it's a in,
I can smell the tragedy hatchin',
happily patched in,
alive the menace of demise like yes! the pain dazzles men.

Pass the popcorn, pass the it's reality at its fastest,
and yet it still unravels at a like molasses.

I guess the last of the seconds before the worst of disasters stretch us,
you agree that it is fabulous?

In the corridors of entropous wars drastically tilted fits,
I adjust to of the wilderness,
walk along my spine the pilgrimage,
up in to the section that's reserved for the smirk of the witnesess,

Work you (hooray!),
there's all day to die, the mayhem with grace,
the goodform-fall. Fuck if i'm 'a y'all, nah...
I got the front row to the greatest entertainment that an never saw.

Sixty thousand watts of that raw pull the out of the trunk fun,
one teach one how to club one,
look at how they bathe up in the blood,
gonna be a night of thrills and chills where the sacred is made of mud mud.

Each one one how to club one- popcorn, popcorn...
Each one teach one how to one- popcorn... wouldn't you agree that it is fabulous?

(Yo honestly, if your man Steve talks like that... uh, that's not really normal...
Yeah, sucks... Yeah, it's pretty bad...
Nobody's voice should like that.)

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It was a day,
it was grace,
it was a half-a-dozen daisy-chained.

It daisies and crazy eights,
it was an ace of spades over a game of slaves and saints.

And every trainee face-painted while his escape grazed and ate,
he'll never it, when he aims he shakes.

And I was engrossed from a very locked door
a couple Milk Duds and buckets of popcorn.

the popcorn!

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clap, encore.

Monkey in the middle how the bunker took the missiles.
Age of machines nary a green screens,
so the hecatomb is bit as cutting as it seems.

I could tell the pet the vet,
money his canine's spread and never welched on a bet.

That said, know the
on local hunter
and profit off his widow-maker's numbers every summer.

Bump in the night, funny, he catch and release 'em?
Has he mercy? he hack 'em to pieces?
Is he dirty? Will he policemen
and security
impurities leak
over the
And milk and honey,
is only skulls and bunnies
that hop around drunk in the land of a Mondays.
God damn, pop the Redenbacher
and, for sake, get this man a doctor.