Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box

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

You the beat 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 wanna
But because I'm hungry, she smells like I wanna eat

Visions of hot marshmallows, all so sweet
With sugar plums, oh look, here comes Marshall, on your street
He's placing hot, smoldering charcoals beneath 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 with JonBent
I guess a modern day the Ripper is all that I am

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

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

I almost comatose, who wants to be sober? Gross!
I foam like a doberman, mouth open, I
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 mother's make-up, get naked, and run
Wavin' the gun around, I think I'm to a hundred pounds
There's thunder, I wonder how come it but the sun is out?
The devil's with his wife, they must be sluggin' it out

I must be 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? locked

I pick it and open it, but it's stuffed of human parts
I dig I find it, I wind it up, and the tune just starts
Its playing a song, so beautiful and the room is
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 worlds apart, you mean the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I answer
(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 around and do a for me
(My box)
Won't you be my little dancer?
(My box)

I'm fixated on asphyxiating and this 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 leavin' the corpse drippin'

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

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

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

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

(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 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)