Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. My Go

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

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

He didnt know this triumph is nothing like
The smell of my youth in a brown paper
I'm gonna shake it and throw it in the oven
throw it in the oven
You can warm it up like it was a day old
Or as stale and like a coroner's wife

And I look in the view mirror
With the up there behind
Melt into wax, ice and cigarettes
In vampire and black-eyed snowmen
Vampire teeth and snowmen

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

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