Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Acid

He got her drunk quickly
hands, they found the broom-cupboard
Where he had as far as the fall
When his covered 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 your lover's

We have been far through 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 details of delight.
Satisfied, he would out,
at why she still squirmed,
Held onto him, curling into her mouth
was something their stories always omitted
That her joy would seem like
he focused after his release.

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

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

In the week of the relationship
She was on organic acid
Would to pick up a rained-out leaf
Would give it tenderly his hand
Full of dead things before reached the car

When they drove she sat with open
As though photographed on the impact of a 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 the cut with her tongue
Gurgling for the strange taste

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

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

There was no of the wet Hog's Back
The sportscar slumped, snout a beech
Their corpses giving the vehicle
Petrol and at last dripping together
But quick flashes of a planned
Cold red beef, white cloth by a cherrywood
Game pie, and for him two pints of beer
The winter air tucking under eyelids
As they spun on the gravel at
Their steaming from quick moisture
The aromatic drawn up to his nostril
Dazed after mutual
zigzagged into a conservative end

Oh hush, my friend,