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 corpse is the
How, then, can we be so cocksure about our
Just because of our telescopes and
And the splitting of the atom, not

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

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

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

Walked to the next house directly 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 flakes off her feet

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

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

This house to Mrs.Cherryspoon
She said "Drop drawers and your treat is commin' soon"
I quickly a stiffy but kept my eye's shut
A came out the mail 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 the door-bell and said "Is anybody home?"
"Of course boy have a sugar coated kidney stone"

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

My bag became heavy so I on the curb
And ridin' on his bike, here comes little Larry
I snuk up 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 house for my scary
I'm like, "Trick or Treat, Trick, Treat, Tricky, Dick"
He opened up his door slapped my lips and give me shit

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

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

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 next was mine, the last on the block
My sittin' on the porch shinnin' up her glock
I climbed on the roof with my Jump Steady and we yelled
"Happy and Clown Love to the whole city"

Fuck dammit, Halloween
People on know what this means
Houses on fire, they're blowin' up
on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars

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

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

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