Luyện nghe bài hát Hive

Do you think they could see us in this base
You with blood on your and me with my hand down your pants?
If a lad wears a dress then George want his sex?
As his explorers buy butt sex operation, decision come
At the end of our useful
out of the hive / We must be groovin'
We're out of the hive / in the land of the black and minstrels
What do you call him, or flat bone?
a sensitive artist / Come on, let's leave him alone
You've got to watch the blind / I said you've got to 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
the fairground is down
with its revolving of burning colored lights
and its tin can music, its people and fumes
stagger everywhere
and paw each in the half-light at the edge of the confusion
Out of the
We be groovin'
out of the hive
out of the hive
We're out of the now
We as well come and die
We're out of the
in the land of the black and white
Hallelujah!
Do you they can see us? Oh, I do hope they can
They can do me a favor and you where you stand!