Luyện nghe bài hát John, el equizofrenico (english)

My name is John and I'm schizophrenic
I am nothing less attractive
my best friend is a clown who me
has eyes and lives in my ear
and talks a lot and sometimes
and when I ask things never answer me
but his life for me and I give my for the
we know that there is a gap
our circle
people I'm sick
because I run around with my notebook
dogs
shorts and boots
an in his hand and a bullfighter's hat,
but I'm not bad at all I talk to people
I tell lies to play him with the mind
I like bad directions of the road
so people always arrive at its destination,
I walk with two fairy above volándome
syringe 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 died and I threw out of work,
I have 6 months in my wallet a penny,
and I do not bathe since last year
I my whole body healed,
with deep cuts and burns in the degree
but it's nothing serious delicate
is that I never because I spend all day anesthetized
I like to walk alone and talk to the
I've never had sex as a nun in a
although I can exploit
suddenly as a mine in
I am an antisocial
hello after I wash my hands antibacterial soap
I'm admittedly a patient
but that does not entitle you to look at me
and to me lejitos
Come see I'm not to do anything
what looks like blood on my shirt is ketchup
Come see my little friend here to scissors are for
garden.

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

Sometimes they come to doctors
costumes ghosts try to cheer
I suffer from disorders because I put my cat in oven
And his hung me in the neck ornaments
When I get the episodes start to sodium
And cry strong to get the hate
I am also scared of
I dare not go to the bathroom
And I pee on the
It is normal I have 13 years
Still biking and do not talk to
But do not take my during the year
day I dream can hurt you
Picarte into pieces with the same
Get into plastic and keep you on the refrigerator
Do not panic today I take my
I'm in a mood or content with good breath
I know I serious side but I'm happy
Right now I play with my 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 girl with the purple
night I accompanied biking
She does not speak for is deaf
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 hunger, breakfast cereal, blood,
I have no family, because I my family. (x2)