Luyện nghe bài hát Last Call For Russell's Balls

Russell's new trust-fund princess reigns
Stares down her coke-burned nose and new rules
Forbids his to punk rock music
Tried to burn his copy of The History

His is blank, bloodless, inexpressive,
All drained by the unhallowed leech

Last Call for Balls
The must be fed
Last Call for Balls
They're hanging by a

Russell says it's love more like sick games
A bitter at midnight in the street
Some cars have to watch the loud commotion
Laughing at the wicked witch of Hollywood

Strings held tight a dancing doll
A smile on a wooden face

Call...

A phone call woke up in the middle of the night
As she reached down his with sharp scissors
and a
Caught the blades before the was complete
It seems the rearview mirror's she would've
the meat

Born-again with pride, Russ hands her the
Says it's time for her to fly forever...

Last saved Russell's balls
The Demon's turned red
Smoke shot out her
When he her of bed

He saved himself time
the evil bride-to-be
So clearly
Now she's just a