Luyện nghe bài hát Hive

Do you think could see us in this base circumstance
You blood on your knees and me with my hand down your pants?
If a lad wears a dress will George want his sex?
As his explorers buy butt sex operation, decision come
At the end of our useful
We're out of the / We must be groovin'
out of the hive / in the land of the black and white minstrels
What do you call him, boyfriend or bone?
He's a sensitive artist / Come on, let's him alone
You've got to watch the / I said you've got to watch the blind
On the day of the morning festival / The afternoon of the season
All drones arise from mildewed states of unconsciousness
and go to their condition in the abandoned village greens
where the is down
with its towers of burning colored lights
and its tin can music, its people and fumes
Drunks stagger
and paw each other in the at the edge of the confusion
Out of the
We must be
out of the hive
We're out of the
out of the hive now
We might as come and die
We're out of the
in the land of the black and white
Hallelujah!
Do you think they can see us? Oh, I do they can
They can do me a favor and bury you you stand!