Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Acid

He got her drunk quickly
Holding hands, found the broom-cupboard
Where he had control as far as the
When his hand wet hair
She took over among wax
Dust, and the yellow of polishing-cloth
When he was sick, she him

Oh hush, my friend, and
And cuddle to the
Sleep on through the
That may wet lover's dream

We been far through this night long hours
We go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

He couldn't do it
The disco, the office, the pub,
Had left out those of delight.
Satisfied, he would out,
Puzzled at why she squirmed,
onto him, tears curling into her mouth
This was something their always omitted
her joy would seem like pain
When he after his release.

Do sand and shells and
Peep in your night?
But you should not be
For all pass with time.

We have been far through night long hours
We go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

In the third of the relationship
She was tripping on acid
stop to pick up a rained-out leaf
Would give it into his hand
Full of dead things before reached the car

When they drove she sat with open
As though on the impact of a stomach punch
Her right gripping the skin of his left leg

Hooking the steering-wheel closer to his
He feared her, and slapped out into her face
She the cut with her tongue
Gurgling gratitude for the strange

Do you fear the
Then hush, and
That though the angels never
Prayers can soothe mind

We have been far this night long hour
We go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

was no premonition of the wet Hog's Back
The sportscar slumped, snout a beech
corpses giving the vehicle arms
Petrol and blood at dripping together
But quick flashes of a lunch
Cold red beef, white cloth by a fire
pie, and for him two pints of colder beer
The winter air tucking their eyelids
As they on the gravel at Clandon
hands steaming from quick moisture
The aromatic finger up to his nostril
Dazed mutual masturbation
They into a conservative end

Oh hush, my friend,