Luyện nghe bài hát Little Baby Nothing (with Traci Lords)

(Words: Nicky James; Music: James Dean Bradfield/Sean Moore)
No one likes at you
lack of ego offends male mentality
They need your
To vacant love and to destroy
Your and virginity used like toys
My mind is dead, everybody me
Wants a of me
Hopelessly and compatible
to belong, oh the roads are scarey
So me in your arms
I wanna be your only
Used, used, by men
Used, used, by men
All leave behind is money
Paper made out of broken twisted
pretty face offends
Because something real that I can't touch
Eyes, skin, bone, contour, as a flower
No god reached me, faded films and books
and white TV
All the world does not for me
And if I'm starving, you can feed me
Your diet will me
My life just an old man's
baby nothing
Loveless slavery, lips empty
your life in loathing
Breaking your with Barbie Doll futility
baby nothing
Sexually free, to breakup
beauty
Moths up, quenched at last
The vermin allowed a thought to them by
You are pure, you are
We are the useless sluts that they
Rock 'n' is our epiphany
Culture, alienation, and despair
You are pure, you are
We are the useless sluts they mould
Rock 'n' roll is our
Culture, alienation, and despair
(c) 1991 Sony Publishing Ltd.