Luyện nghe bài hát Hang Ten

I've having hallucinations

[Hook
I got style, I know the
punks popping junk can't join my team

[Verse 1 - Rob
Down in the meadow with the hungry
With a sidecar helmet and 800 pound
Cradling a growling shift towards
The in his paw and his call ignored
on his sword so that calling all guards
To the zoot suit riot get your on guard
a roof boost gesture rocky dive bombs
Eye of the goliath fly his Monty
Circusing his Burger sesame seed bun
Fred parry berry the weatherby re-runs
Rent-a-ski bum with the broken Oakleys
he Hang Ten men for the locals only
Rowboat to the Roanoke docks
And trade a musket for a bucket full of hobo
And a rose gold watch, and a
And take a with a selkie as a photobomb
He it how he get it and he got it bad
A gun tucked in his locker latch
For the of it and benefit of Mrs. White
In the kitchen the television clicker, right?
No clue, no news,
Boat shoes, gold tooth, fanny
In some fancy pants and a hat
Just I'm motherfuckin' bringin' ugly back

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[Verse 2 - Aesop
in the meadow
Darkening the
Of the down-and-out
Of dower day and sour
Will empty a crowded train
Oversee an evil
And in with the basic layman
Hey man, is freedom rock?
Yeah man, it balances the give and take of spinning
While easing the transition from efficient to a grave
started with a single flaming arrow
Would grow into a figure 8 of incubated
In a blink, blammo, we packed the jam
No cold pack so man
hold back homie
Start a cult, paint the world
Old world magic, of a skull snaps hope
Nun bells for the plebian
Melted down slow and poured into a medium
Picture it by tinted sepia
it's remembered as a
More story than it really was
What it is
A culture of
Who must erupt a hairy
Deep behind the skin
fam, declawed knee-high
House cats bred
Tin cans
Drink the river
'Til he return three
Talkin back to a Beefheart
If anybodies listening, I a new apartment
Something spooky a garden

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