Luyện nghe bài hát Neurotica [Alternate Album]

Good morning, 3 a.m in this great roaring city
Full of garbage eaters, ravaging, parking spots beneath my window
I see cheetah in their tight skins and tired
All-night hippo in the 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 on the planet

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

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

Arrive in through neon heat disease
I at the swarming herds
I the foul terrain
I rove the scenery

Arrive in Neurotica through neon heat
I swear at the heards
I the foul terrain
I rove the moving

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

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

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