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 in the corpse, the corpse is the cosmos
How, then, can we be so cocksure our [Incomprehensible]?
Just because of our and microscopes
And the splitting of the atom, not

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now my sack of has doubled in size
Up to the next for my scary prize
I'm like, "Trick or Treat, Trick, Treat, Tricky, Dick"
He opened up his door slapped my lips and give me shit

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

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

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

The house was mine, the last on the block
My mother's sittin' on the porch up her glock
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 this
Houses on fire, they're blowin' up
Creatures on the streets, and blades in candy bars

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

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

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