Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box

Yo, girl
Can you hear that? playing our song
Are you sleepy? a nap
You're not afraid of the Are you?

You hear the as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep
I knock on Dakota's door, its so I go to creep
'Round the back, with binoculars, not cause I peep
But because I'm hungry, she smells tacos I wanna eat

of hot chocolaty marshmallows, all so sweet
With sugar plums, oh look, comes Marshall, he's on your street
He's placing hot, smoldering beneath your feet
Now walk on 'em, he's dancing carcasses cheek to cheek

a Thanksgiving turkey, a holiday ham
Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry jam
Flavor my favorite graham crackers JonBent Ramsey
I guess a day Jack the Ripper is all that I am

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls
(My box)
But I can hear you, my love, you keep me
(My box)
And when we're worlds apart, you the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I will
(My box)

(My box)
'Cause the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
I hear my box, playing a song for me
(My box)
So she twirls around and do a whirl for me
(My box)
Won't you be my private little
(My box)

I look comatose, who wants to be sober? Gross!
I foam like a doberman, mouth open, I
Put coke up my nostrils, in my holes and I plug my nose
My pupils quadruple in size, are so bugged, I know

I put on my mother's make-up, get naked, and run
Wavin' the gun around, I think I'm down to a hundred
There's thunder, I wonder how come it but the sun is out?
The devil's upset with his wife, must be sluggin' it out

I be buggin' the fuck out, but what the fuck about?
Voices are me up to the attic, I love my house
They and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box
Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do? It's

I pick it and open it, but it's stuffed full of human
I dig 'til I find it, I wind it up, and the tune just
Its a song, so beautiful and the room is dark
The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll loom in the

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep
(My box)
But I can hear you, my love, you keep me
(My box)
And when we're apart, you mean the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I answer
(My box)

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep
(My box)
I hear my music box, playing a for me
(My box)
So when she twirls and do a whirl for me
(My box)
you be my private little dancer?
(My box)

I'm fixated on asphyxiating and breakin' little chick's
like a pixie stick the sick Satan worshippin'
Bitches get horse-whippin's, I'm in the
Through the back door, slippin' through the crack leavin' the corpse

The mortician of love, sent from forced
And treat 'em all when cheat all, stingy I've become
Been doin' this for more a quarter century, I'm just numb
Am I dreamin', is it real? Someone pinch me on the

The time has to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladder
I've had of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her
Then climb in, slowly shatter her matter and batter her
With the bat, a matter of fact that splatter her

But I do that, I'll have a chat to flatter her
Give her two compliments, back-to-back,
"Tabatha, I'm your admirer, I'm back to ravish ya"
So strong is your fight, but your no for Dracula

Prolonging her plight, as I go back to her
Dismember her limbs, as that, cadaver her
in with the lens, then pan back, the camera
Stand back, 'cause here comes man Jack, so Pamela

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep
(My box)
But I can you, my love, you keep calling me
(My box)
And we're worlds apart, you mean the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I will
(My box)

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep
(My box)
I hear my music box, playing a for me
(My box)
So when she twirls around and do a for me
(My box)
Won't you be my private dancer?
(My box)