Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Acid

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

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

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

He do it properly
The disco, the office, the pub,
Had left out details of delight.
Satisfied, he would out,
at why she still squirmed,
Held onto him, tears curling her mouth
This was something their always omitted
That her joy would like pain
When he focused his release.

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

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

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

When they drove she sat mouth open
As though photographed on the of a stomach punch
Her right fist gripping the of his left leg

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

Do you fear the
hush, and realise
That though the angels come
Prayers can your mind

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

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

Oh hush, my friend,