Luyện nghe bài hát Halloween On Military Street

We measure by what we are
To the maggots in the cheese, the is the universe
To the worms in the corpse, the is the cosmos
How, then, can we be so about our [Incomprehensible]?
Just because of our and microscopes
And the of the atom, certainly not

is but an organized system of ignorance
There are things in Heaven and on Earth
are dreamt of in any philosophy
What do we about the beyond?
Do we what's behind the beyond?
I'm afraid some of us hardly know what's beyond the

Fuck dammit, another
People on Military know this means
on fire, they're blowin' up cars
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy

Went to trick or the first house on my block
Spit in my face and gave me a
I tried to give it back and said I'll take nothin'
Turned around and walked away and felt the rock peg me in the

Walked to the next directly next door
And there I found an old lady dead on the
I said, "Excuse me miss, but do you a treat?"
She lifted her leg and scraped flakes off her dead

I ran to the house happy and gitty
There I seen a fat woman holdin' up her
I said "Trick or treat" she "Treat or trick"
And squeezed on her titty until it made me sick

The next house was set in the woods
I was a little frightened but fuck I want the
I knocked on the door, I a knock back
And then I heard "Come in" and yo I'm like, that!

This belongs to Mrs.Cherryspoon
She "Drop your drawers and your treat is commin' soon"
I quickly grew a stiffy but kept my shut
A hand came out the chute and flicked me in the nuts

I wobbled to the next house for the worst
And chillin' in the drive was a long black
I the door-bell and said "Is anybody home?"
"Of course boy have a sugar coated kidney stone"

I walked in the and to the next crib
It's Mrs. Witherbee in her cookin' bib
I said "How bout candy?"
She "How bout instead, a nice hot
Fresh home loaf of yeast infection bread"

My bag became so I rest on the curb
And ridin' on his bike, here comes Larry Shurd
I up behind him and kicked 'em off his seat
I punched 'em in the and power bombed 'em in the street

Now my sack of has doubled in size
Up to the next house for my scary
I'm like, "Trick or Treat, Trick, Treat, Tricky, Dick"
He opened up his door my lips and didn't give me shit

Rock his window and ran across the street
To the big mansion, I'm in for a
I on the dong and here comes the butler
A big guppy, ass lurch lookin' motherfucker

I "Hello Mr. is there somethin' for my sack?"
He reached into his pocket but I think he hurt his
It's taken him an hour, my bag is open
But then he finally dropped it in my sack, a fuckin'

The next house is abandoned so it
But wait a minute I somebody's livin' in it
I ran up to the porch, "Trick or Treat you hide"
It was a he crawled in my bag and died

The next house was mine, the on the block
My mother's sittin' on the porch up her glock
I climbed on the roof with my brother Jump and we yelled
"Happy and Clown Love to the whole city"

Fuck dammit, another
People on Military know what this
on fire, they're blowin' up cars
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy

Fuck dammit, Halloween
People on Military know this means
Houses on fire, they're up cars
Creatures on the and razor blades in candy bars

dammit, another Halloween
People on Military what this means
Houses on fire, they're up cars
Creatures on the streets and razor blades in bars

Fuck dammit, another
People on Military what this means
Houses on fire, they're up cars
Creatures on the streets and blades in candy bars