Luyện nghe bài hát Howard

The spirits of her had manifested
The of all her abortions manifested
into the furniture in the room

There would be a waiting, smiling
The on the wall watched her in disbelief
She'd go the garbage out to the sidewalk
And come back in and sit all her children

Inanimate, petrified forever a little boy Howard
Everybody knows one of those guys in
Who kills everything he finds, every cat
mouse, every dog, likes to burn his sister with cigarettes

Diabolical schemes, everything has been conspired, the doors
That's those south Americans tied him up in a chair
He was that dope deal, he never got over that
You're made of words, you're just made of sounds