Luyện nghe bài hát Gun for the Whole Family

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

Hot summer gun or box-cutter slow
turn a to a dozen paper dolls holding hands.

And tricky was a horse pushed up on your porch
so chicanery was yours to or ignore.

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

the popcorn!

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

Packed to the very last rafter, to the rafts and the
to capture the damage, neck swivel with a chomp chomp volley
where the ants leave nothing but the and the car keys.

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

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

Like bees to the honey when they you up,
bumper cars are only funny when they bump. (Know that.)

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

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

Tune to for action packed blasphemy;
big translate your face 'til it atrophies.

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

Pass the p's a laugh in,
I can smell the when hatchin',
dispassionately patched in,
alive with the menace of demise yes! the pain dazzles men.

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

I guess the last of the seconds before the worst of disasters past us,
wouldn't you agree 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 that's reserved for the smirk of the coldest witnesess,

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

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

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

(Yo honestly, if man Steve really talks like that... uh, that's not really normal...
Yeah, that sucks... Yeah, it's bad...
voice should sound like that.)

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

It wasn't and crazy eights,
it was an ace of spades over a waiting of slaves and saints.

And every trainee face-painted while his escape grazed and ate,
he'll make it, when he aims he shakes.

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

the popcorn!

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clap, encore.

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

I could the pet from the vet,
money where his spread and never welched on a bet.

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

in the night, funny, will he catch and release 'em?
Has he Will he hack 'em to pieces?
Is he Will he hassle policemen
and security
until leak
over the
And milk and honey,
there is only skulls and
that hop around in the land of a hundred Mondays.
God damn, pop the proper
and, for christ's sake, get man a doctor.