Luyện nghe bài hát Number One (In New York)

Salvage scavenging, bent over backwards
The caverns are
And packed to the rafters with corpses
Of course it's
Pertinent details primary sources
The voices are than ever before
forks into four-legged horses
Deplorable forces to fire the lord
And to hire a guy who will try to eat more of the
A guy more boorish, a guy who's more selfish
elves as his helpers
Hopeless hapless masses are dopes, they
It's the same old that we know
It's as bold as a
Run with the
All the is so, so disposable
wounds, broken bones
Choking from smoking Marlboro hundreds
Dysfunctional, fuck up in of the public
is so far away
It's disgusting the way that these laymen conduct discussions
But fun to disrupt if you're cussing enough
Then I call my own bluff, my luck
Hungry husbands are smuggling in
With their blood bubbling,
Recoil from the touch of the in the club
Noise erupts from the
scream from the bleachers
Creatures in of a teacher
The is clear as a really bleached t-shirt
The fever is reaching its
The deceivers are speaking of peace like reachable
The evil are peeking through cracks in the
Believe it, real, 'tis the season
I'm breathing in poison, chest
Can't even conceive of the next best
"Arrest heathens!
Forget the trial, lock 'em up, the key"
Dot the T's, the I's, lots of apostrophes
Coughing up boxes of
To stay lost in the fog of this process
My conscience is quiet, in the tarpit
Cover the garden with
Forget and get onto the
We're off to another
The rent's too expensive
Spent my pension improving my penmanship
When does it get any closer to
And can I just the stench?
It's when in the presence of elegant gentlemen
The have taken their vengeance
I regret to say they've the evidence
Repent and every entrance is open to tenants with references
Declare myself of the emptiness
Say I'm Rembrandt of on the precipice
Eleven years in and trying to relevant
But on what's left of the remnants of my intestines
I would guess I've the medicine
Yes, I've been
But everywhere that I've
I've out of my element, even in my own skin
And I can't to think what I'd tell people back home

So I tell it to the
(I it to the microphone)
I tell it to the

(I it to the microphone)

I can't leave the life

(I can't the life alone)
I can't leave the alone - yeah

I it to the microphone

(I it to the microphone)
I tell it to the
(I it to the microphone)

I leave the life alone
(I can't leave the alone)
I can't the life alone - yeah