Luyện nghe bài hát John, el equizofrenico (english)

My is John Alejandro and I'm schizophrenic
I am nothing less fotogenico
my friend is a clown who advised me
frog has eyes and in my ear
and talks a lot and annoying
and when I ask almost never answer me
but his for me and I give my life for the
we also know that is a gap
our circle
people think I'm
because I run around with my notebook
dogs
shorts and boots
an umbrella in his and a bullfighter's hat,
but I'm not bad at all I also to people
I tell lies to play him with the mind
I giving bad directions of the road
so always arrive late at its destination,
I walk with two fairy godmothers volándome
loading syringe full of vitamins morphine
until it my veins
I as grimacing 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 body healed,
with cuts and burns in the first degree
but it's nothing serious nothing
is that I never realize because I spend all day
I to walk alone and talk to the wind
never had sex as a nun in a convent
calm I can exploit
as a mine in WWII
I am an antisocial
hello I wash my hands with antibacterial soap
I'm admittedly a mental
but that does not entitle you to at me sideways
and to me lejitos
see I'm not going to do anything
what looks like blood on my shirt is spilled
Come see my little friend to bring scissors are for
garden.

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

Sometimes they come to visit
With ghosts try to cheer
I suffer from disorders because I put my cat in oven
And his tail me in the neck ornaments
When I get the start to sweat sodium
And cry very strong to get the
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 my medication 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 I take my medications
I'm in a good mood or content good breath
I know I have serious but I'm happy
Right now I with my friends in the cemetery,
In I am in love with one of my friends
A ago, died without leaving a trace or witness
It's a beautiful with the purple face
Every night I accompanied
She does not speak for that is
And why people think I'm talking to 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, I killed my family. (x2)