Luyện nghe bài hát Gut Pageant

That fine fever us here, lambasted eyeballs
When we the dirt, the orchids laugh

What a gut pageant, we play for hours
a gut pageant, meat for the flowers

You out of a paper bag and wake up on the street
kidding, you don't have to go
I asked him, "Why the grass is blue and boys don't go home?"
"Why a.m.'s so screwy?"
He says, "Sleep it"

a gut pageant, we could play for hours
What a gut pageant, meat for the

Not too special not too just the way I like them
You find an empty promise and by it
Not too pretty, not too sweet, the way I like you
When you kiss the dirt, the laugh harder than me

Tell me another one, I sit for hours
anyone laughs, I know I'm a coward
What a gut pageant, we could play for
When we the dirt, the orchids laugh harder than me