Luyện nghe bài hát John, el equizofrenico (english)

My name is John and I'm schizophrenic
I am nothing less fotogenico
my best friend is a who advised me
has eyes and lives in my ear
and talks a lot and sometimes
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 think I'm
because I run town with my notebook
talking
shorts and boots
an umbrella in his and a bullfighter's hat,
but I'm not bad at all I talk to people
I tell many lies to play him the mind
I like giving bad directions of the
so always arrive late at its destination,
I walk with two godmothers above volándome
loading full of vitamins with morphine
until it my veins
I spend as and people get confused,
me if I'm laughing too
is that yesterday my mother died and I out of work,
I have 6 income in my wallet a penny,
and I do not bathe since October last
I have my whole healed,
with deep cuts and in the first degree
but nothing serious nothing delicate
is that I never because I spend all day anesthetized
I like to alone and talk to the wind
never had sex as a nun in a convent
calm although I can
suddenly as a in WWII
I am an antisocial
hello after I wash my with antibacterial soap
I'm admittedly a patient
but does not entitle you to look at me sideways
and to treat me
see I'm not going to do anything
what looks like on my shirt is spilled ketchup
Come see my little friend to bring scissors are for
garden.

I'm a serial murderer, as miniseries,
Behind the door, I dead people
To hunger, breakfast cereal, blood,
I have no family, I killed my family.

Sometimes they come to doctors
With costumes try to cheer
I suffer disorders because yesterday I put my cat in oven
And his tail me in the neck ornaments
When I get the episodes to sweat sodium
And cry very to get the hate
I am scared of shadows
therefore I not go to the bathroom
And I pee on the
It is normal I have 13 years
biking 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 into plastic bags and you on the refrigerator
Do not today I take my medications
I'm in a good mood or content with breath
I know I have serious side but I'm
Right now I with my friends in the cemetery,
In I am in love with one of my friends
A year ago, died without leaving a trace or
It's a beautiful girl with the face
Every night I biking
She not speak for that is deaf
And why people think I'm to myself and
I help.

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