Luyện nghe bài hát Meter Feeder

Researcher #1: new?
#2: Oh, I never said. The blood analysis came back from the lab - most of

it was from a lion, but of it was from a bat.
Hail Mallon: Hey, what's up dude, want a Sun Chip?!
Deepthroat: Fuck you, Hail Mallon! FUCK YOU!
Mary Mallon: *Blubbering*...
Deepthroat:

Rock]
Bucket-seater theater sucks, I duck and
of the pixelated ticker taking prisoners and a number please
Name and occupation: Aes, I twidddle thumbs underlings
Orange eyes, head shrunk, age: a million, drugs
Barrel in escorted by a chorus of bedbugs
Low-tech dreck from his of the cement woods
We come in pieces under and unwilling
Kicking and screaming, creatures to the feet of the city
As the ticketed guilty, beetlejuice in the waiting room
Ogling this bird who put the Double D in of Doom'
Personal space invader dais,
And you can see a sitting duck up into a baying wolf

Teller Number 7 weathered
Like a decade in a glass box yelling shook her
"Unto thee I surrender mine flesh!"
She "Put the yellow sticker on your fender - Next!"

*Interlude of animal

Sonic]
Gotta fly in the
Better a potato
bull mad truck never bagging the rain kill
Curse of the slango feather take it and rope
Double drink, 6 minutes till gate close
Excuse me fresh, I'm lost
Part bad, rabble the raffle, off
Dial it down, know where the ghost of the flood
With his styrofoam making it rain wounds
Take down taking a blank check, and
I'm buff slim-jim, drinks, and John
Bobby blast-it and back at the wrong wedding
Cause I came for the food but I stayed for the
dresses!
One heavy, it's gonna be $6.80
No-cheating tempers go hunting with Dick
Slowly let the dogs out than finish Halo
That all-black is picking the winnebago

3: You see, we're being attacked by a creature from the future...