Luyện nghe bài hát Neurotica

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

Swarthy herds of young impala gibbon
a struggling monza
And over there that brilliant head ornament on that macaque
But closely at the hammerhead hand in hand with the mandrill
a sight you're unlikely to see anywhere else on the planet

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

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

in Neurotica through neon heat disease
I swear at the swarming
I sweat the foul
I rove the scenery

Arrive in Neurotica through neon disease
I swear at the heards
I sweat the foul
I rove the moving

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
Look at 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
animal parts now playing nightly, right here in Neurotica
So