Luyện nghe bài hát Life's a Great Big Mystery Show

Went downtown to be a martyr
But a telephone pole me to it
It was in barbed wire
Saw a little boy's white
Like wild encaged by an iron string

Oh god...does not feel unless he bleeds

And crucifictions are hung up on street signs
They use all of names
Hope they use mine
These consonants and
That scream nor howl
Only hang around

Oh god...how'd things get so turned

And in the office
9 to 5 goes on
The man is startin to
But the ceiling stones
And the comes in
To see fragile things
His dull and pointless can tear

Oh god...he combed a baldspot with a bit of hair

Cause needs
else to blame
They curse themselves
They take doctor's name in vain
They'd jump through hoops
And groups
Than in their own delve

Oh god...why we believe in ourselves

I
Life is just a
And

Are we really know
Sit

Enjoy some
Life's a great big show

Saw tiny faces that are and torn
But paint upon the mansion that is hardly worn
I'd to go inside
But why I know
As though I peel the paint
And it to the poor

Oh god...can't live this anymore

My landlord..no...
My neighbor is as tolerant as a feeding
But tell me that her bite is much better than her bark
She goes on
dusk until dawn
Sayin I should try bein' like her

Oh god...think somethin's died her mind

Sometimes...

Life's a great big mystery