Luyện nghe bài hát Neurotica [30th Anniversary Remaster]

Good morning, 3 a.m in this great roaring city
Full of garbage eaters, ravaging, parking spots beneath my plaza
I see cheetah in their tight skins and heels
All-night in the diner crossing the street

Swarthy of young impala flambastic gibbon
Even a monza
And over there that brilliant head ornament on that Japanese
But look at the hammerhead hand in hand with the mandrill
It's a sight you're unlikely to see else on the planet

The and the noise, yes, yes
The howler's repertoire is not too bad
When mixed with the more musical twern of the tropical
But the impatient taxi blare, the squawking ibis
And the snapper hawking papers, I can certainly live without

Also be of the poisonous, boomslang laughter
Social droppings of the fruit bat and purple fish
And who's that babbler with a magazine stand?
Evidently he's a good reply

Arrive in Neurotica through neon disease
I swear at the herds
I the foul terrain
I rove the moving

Arrive in through neon heat disease
I swear at the swarming
I sweat the terrain
I the moving scenery

I no fin, no wing, no stinger
No claw, no
I have no to say

Say, isn't that an elephant fish on the corner there
at that bush baby, mud puppy, noolbenger
Rhinoderma, marmoset, peeper, shingleback skink
Siren, skate, starling, sun-gazer, spoonbill, and

They seem to be everywhere, it's a live revue
Random parts now playing nightly, right here in Neurotica
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