Luyện nghe bài hát Neurotica

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

Swarthy of young impala flambastic gibbon
Even a struggling
And over there that brilliant ornament on that Japanese macaque
But look closely at the hand in hand with the mandrill
It's a sight unlikely to see anywhere 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 glass-eye snapper hawking papers, I can certainly live

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

Arrive in Neurotica through neon disease
I swear at the swarming
I the foul terrain
I rove the scenery

Arrive in through neon heat disease
I swear at the heards
I sweat the terrain
I rove the moving

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

Say, that an elephant fish on the corner over 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, right in Neurotica
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