Luyện nghe bài hát Holloween on Military Street

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I wobbled to the next ready for the worst
And in the drive was a long black hearse
I rung the and said "Is anybody home?"
"Of course little boy a sugar coated kidney stone"

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

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

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

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

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

The next is abandoned so forget it
But wait a minute I somebody's livin' in it
I ran up to the porch, "Trick or you can't hide"
It was a crack-head he in my bag and died

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

Fuck dammit, Halloween
People on Military know what means
Houses on fire, blowin' up cars
Creatures on the streets, and razor in candy bars

dammit, another Halloween
People on Military know what means
Houses on fire, they're blowin' up
Creatures on the and razor blades in candy bars

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

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