Luyện nghe bài hát John, el equizofrenico (english)

My name is John and I'm schizophrenic
I am nothing attractive fotogenico
my best friend is a clown who me
frog has and lives in my ear
and a lot and sometimes annoying
and when I ask almost never answer me
but his for me and I give my life for the
we know that there is a gap
below our
people I'm sick
because I run around with my notebook
talking
shorts and boots
an umbrella in his hand and a hat,
but I'm not bad at all I talk to people
I many lies to play him with the mind
I giving bad directions of the road
so people arrive late at its destination,
I with two fairy godmothers above volándome
loading syringe of vitamins with morphine
until it my veins
I as grimacing and people get confused,
forgive me if I'm too
is that my mother died and I threw out of work,
I 6 months income in my wallet a penny,
and I do not bathe October last year
I have my whole healed,
deep cuts and burns in the first degree
but it's serious nothing delicate
is that I never realize I spend all day anesthetized
I like to walk alone and talk to the
I've had sex as a nun in a convent
calm I can exploit
as a mine in WWII
I am an psicomaniático
hello after I my hands with antibacterial soap
I'm admittedly a patient
but that does not entitle you to look at me
and to treat me
Come see I'm not going to do
what like blood on my shirt is spilled ketchup
Come see my little here to bring scissors are for
garden.

I'm a murderer, such as miniseries,
Behind the door, I collect people
To hunger, breakfast cereal, blood,
I have no family, because I my family.

Sometimes they come to doctors
With ghosts try to cheer
I from disorders because yesterday I put my cat in oven
And his tail hung me in the ornaments
When I get the episodes start to sodium
And cry very strong to get the
I am also of shadows
therefore I dare not go to the
And I pee on the
It is I only have 13 years
Still and do not talk to strangers
But do not take my during the year
day I dream can hurt you
Picarte into pieces the same scissors
Get plastic bags and keep you on the refrigerator
Do not panic today I my medications
I'm in a good mood or with good breath
I know I serious side but I'm happy
Right now I play my friends in the cemetery,
In fact I am in with one of my friends
A year ago, died without leaving a or witness
a beautiful girl with the purple face
Every I accompanied biking
She does not speak for is deaf
And why think I'm talking to myself and
I help.

I'm a serial murderer, as miniseries,
the door, I collect dead people
To hunger, breakfast cereal, blood,
I have no family, because I my family. (x2)