Luyện nghe bài hát Neurotica

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

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

The and the noise, yes, yes
The howler's resonating is not too bad
When mixed with the more musical twern of the warbler
But the impatient taxi blare, the squawking elderly
And the glass-eye hawking papers, I can certainly live without

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

Arrive in Neurotica through neon heat
I at the swarming herds
I the foul terrain
I the moving scenery

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

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

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

They seem to be everywhere, well a live revue
Random animal parts now playing nightly, here in Neurotica
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