Luyện nghe bài hát Little Comedian

Here comes the star of the show, but he's got piss on his clothes - still he's the man with all the front. and gentlemen, let's have your warmest welcome for the world's biggest little cunt.
no curtain call, no screaming applause.
Little comedian, flat on my face again; and no laughing, little comedian.
Knock knock, I wonder who's that? Knocking everyone's drinks back and shit into the rug. It's the boy with the poison inside. The funny-man with the weak little spine, still he's his mother's favourite thug.
There's no call, no screaming applause.

8am, last nights dawning. I feel the calling, with my 3 minute sickness warning.
Head hung over the basin, memories of night racing, to the mirror with sick face in
There's no curtain call, no applause.