Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box

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

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

Visions of hot chocolaty marshmallows, all so
With plums, oh look, here comes Marshall, he's on your street
placing hot, smoldering charcoals beneath your feet
Now walk on 'em, he's dancing with cheek to cheek

Like a Thanksgiving turkey, a ham
Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry jam
Flavor my favorite graham crackers with JonBent
I a modern 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 answer
(My box)

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls
(My box)
I hear my music box, 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 almost look comatose, who wants to be Gross!
I foam like a doberman, open, I overdose
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 I'm down to a hundred pounds
There's thunder, I wonder how come it rains but the sun is
The devil's upset his wife, they must be sluggin' it out

I must be the fuck out, but what the fuck about?
Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my
pull 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 it and open it, but it's stuffed full of human parts
I dig 'til I it, I wind it up, and the tune just starts
Its playing a song, so and the room is dark
The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll loom in the

(My box)
when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
But I can hear you, my love, you calling me
(My box)
And we're worlds 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 girls
(My box)
I my music box, playing a song for me
(My box)
So when she around and do a whirl for me
(My box)
Won't you be my little dancer?
(My box)

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

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

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

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

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

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

(My box)
'Cause when the are off, I see the girls 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 little dancer?
(My box)