Luyện nghe bài hát Liquorice Alltime

Slime filth bildge and alienation live in the experience non-event
Non-live own up to nighting except poodles in the microwave oven and
On the Phillips TV; bare of any meaningful bereft of any reason or raisin
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
of shit conciousness drunken heretic in an afternoon of tragic
Sunsets and mornings, tragedy eyebrows, the rivers run with blood
From my ears like an mistress at point blank through the frontal
Lobes and back onto the dole and into the scratching paupers of daily
Drudge in the Thatcherdom of and the greater Galtieri of
Disappearance and gall bladder down
in our time
Place in our
alltime
Dehydration. Bleeding mothers with totally infinitely traumatised
Sausages in the greater green pea of azure weather maps and bullshit
Representation of Jack Frost God me at the bar sober as a Newton's
Apple falling through transcending of seven dimensions looking
For eight in the greedy for knowledge and total disregard for
Anything past including history
Falling, we're falling, me home my lovely to your first time bed and
Let me lie with you they bury us in liquorice alltime, come my love we
Face togetherness in the of all time
Liquorice