Luyện nghe bài hát Guts

The in the short sleeves fucked my wife
Did it quick and
Back home, fresh as a to Maisy, oh Maisy

And the twelve-bore it in the corner
Quite operatic in its disgust
It blew him all the living room floor
Like parrot shit, parrot spit, shit was shot

Now suppose it was familiar
Someone we all would
Embarrassing denouement, ne pas?
Familiar

And there go the secret plot
The piss had missed the in the pot
Like that ancient dream
From soul to poison, soul to poison,

Guts, guts, got no
And don't help at all
Guts, guts, got no

Holes in the body, in the legs
Holes in the forehead, holes in the
in the body, holes in the legs
There never be holes at all
There should be holes at all

So kill all you want or
Make sure, do it
Dead is dead and door nails

And then notice
How the and the wasted
Get to look like one

In the end, in the end
In the end, in the end
In the end, in the end
In the end, in the end