Luyện nghe bài hát John, el equizofrenico (english)

My name is John and I'm schizophrenic
I am nothing less attractive
my best is a clown who advised me
frog has eyes and in my ear
and talks a lot and sometimes
and when I ask almost never answer me
but his life for me and I give my for the
we know that there is a gap
our circle
people think I'm
because I run town with my notebook
talking
shorts and cowboy
an umbrella in his hand and a hat,
but I'm not bad at all I also talk to
I tell lies to play him with the mind
I like giving bad directions of the
so always arrive late at its destination,
I walk with two fairy godmothers volándome
loading syringe of vitamins with morphine
until it floods my
I spend as grimacing and get confused,
forgive me if I'm 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 my whole body healed,
deep cuts and burns in the first degree
but it's nothing nothing delicate
is that I realize because I spend all day anesthetized
I like to walk alone and to the wind
I've never had sex as a nun in a
calm although I can
suddenly as a mine in
I am an psicomaniático
hello after I wash my with antibacterial soap
I'm admittedly a patient
but that not entitle you to look at me sideways
and to me lejitos
Come see I'm not going to do
what looks blood on my shirt is spilled ketchup
Come see my little here to bring scissors are for
garden.

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

they come to visit doctors
With costumes ghosts try to
I suffer from 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 to get the hate
I am also scared of
I dare not go to the bathroom
And I pee on the
It is I only have 13 years
Still and do not talk to strangers
But do not my medication during the year
Every day I dream can you
into pieces with the same scissors
Get into plastic bags and keep you on the
Do not today I take my medications
I'm in a mood or content with good breath
I know I serious side but I'm happy
Right now I with my friends in the cemetery,
In fact I am in love one of my friends
A year ago, died without a trace or witness
It's a beautiful with the purple face
Every I accompanied biking
She does not speak for that is
And why people think I'm to myself and
I help.

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