Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. My Go

Hip-pocket at the ready
Step-light by the glass, yeah
Honey, what's that nail in my head?
Just a minute ago I was shooting a saddle
Yeah, I got a spur and a horse high from a saddle

Oh Im knee deep in salt and grease
Whipping the leather with a fine crack
All the words are candy, rot out my
a nail twisting front hot here
Nail twisting hot up to back

He didnt this triumph is nothing like waste
The of my youth in a brown paper sack
I'm shake it night and throw it in the oven
Just throw it in the
You can it up soft like it was a day old
Or as and hard like a coroner's wife

And I in the rear view mirror
With the headlights up there
into wax, ice and candy cigarettes
In vampire teeth and black-eyed
Vampire teeth and black-eyed

It's a hundred degrees, my boots are to the tongue
Covered in aberration, souls are holes, yeah, in a frame
And souls are holes, its in the of a
Picture of a madman hanging on a
Picture of a hanging on a red wall

Down the hall on the right, all night, reverently Mr. My Go
Are you ready? hit that man
Let us hit, lets do this, hit that man
Well, let's visit that neighbors that never home
From a ball no one goes to alone
Man, let's the neighbors that never come home
to the costume ball no one goes to alone