Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box

Yo, yeah
Can you hear It's playing our song
Are you Take a nap
You're not of the dark? Are you?

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

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

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

(My box)
'Cause the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
But I can hear you, my love, you calling 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)
when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
I my music box, playing a song 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 almost comatose, who wants to be sober? Gross!
I like a doberman, mouth open, I overdose
Put coke up my nostrils, in both my and I plug my nose
My pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged, I

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

I must be buggin' the fuck out, but what the fuck
Voices are me up to the attic, I love my house
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 pick it and open it, but it's stuffed full of parts
I dig 'til I find it, I wind it up, and the tune starts
Its a song, so beautiful and the room is dark
The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll in the park

(My box)
'Cause the lights are off, I see the girls 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 answer
(My box)

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

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

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

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

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

Prolonging her plight, as I go to stabbin' her
Dismember her limbs, simple as that, her
Zoom in 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 girls
(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 will
(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 she twirls around and do a whirl for me
(My box)
Won't you be my little dancer?
(My box)