Luyện nghe bài hát One Stringed Harp

A safe of hands, a reason to stand
Some guns to stick to demands
on, now ladies, they won't fertilize themselves
Get into the ball game, clear those shelves

That's I read in that Sunday magazine
The is falling, falling on your head
But you're just picking your knickers your arse
Like you're playing a one harp
Like you're playing a one stringed harp,

Like Coyote, as if the fall wasn't enough
Those bastards from ACME, they got more stuff
in my wounds, sticking in the boot
Now we're all bulimic but keep forgetting to

At least that's I read in that Sunday magazine
The anvil is falling, falling on head
But you're just your knickers from your arse
Like you're a one stringed harp
Like you're playing a one stringed

it up and write it down
Chalk it up and write it
Oh, chalk it up and write it down, oh, it down

The hand of is clawing at my back
The iron of she cupping my sack
Grip is tightening, my is heightening
This orange alert is beginning to

That's I read in that Sunday magazine
The anvil is falling, falling on head
But you're just picking your knickers from arse
Like you're a one stringed harp

Yeah, what I read in that Sunday magazine
The anvil is falling, falling on your
But you're just your knickers from your arse
Like you're a one stringed harp
Like you're a one stringed harp, yeah
Yeah, yeah,

it up and write it down
Oh, it up and write it down
Ah, chalk it up and it down
Chalk it up and it down