Luyện nghe bài hát Liquorice Alltime

Slime filth bildge and alienation live in the world non-event
Non-live own up to nighting poodles in the microwave oven and pillocks
On the Phillips TV; bare of any meaningful pith bereft of any reason or
Puking in the back of beaten up arms dealers vocal chords
Place in our time in our alcohol prannies in our way
Place in our
in our time
Liquorice
Stream of shit conciousness drunken heretic in an of tragic
Sunsets and mornings, tragedy eyebrows, the rivers run with blood
From my ears like an electric mistress at point through the frontal
Lobes and back onto the dole and into the scratching paupers of daily
Drudge in the Thatcherdom of discontent and the Galtieri of
Disappearance and gall bladder melt
in our time
Place in our
Liquorice
Dehydration. Bleeding with totally infinitely traumatised human
Sausages in the greater green pea soup of azure weather maps and
Representation of Jack God me stood at the bar sober as a Newton's
Apple falling through transcending of seven dimensions looking
For eight in the greedy onslaught for knowledge and total for
Anything past future history
Falling, falling, take me home my lovely to your first time bed and
Let me lie with you until they bury us in liquorice alltime, my love we
Face togetherness in the of all time
alltime