Luyện nghe bài hát Patrick Bateman

(Music: James Dean Bradfield/Sean Lyrics: Nicky Wire/Richey James)
Oh, say, can you see,
by the early light,
what so we hailed,
at the last gleaming?
He's a real cool guy and a hero of mine
Travis, Rhinehart into one cute son
Less than zero a grotesque
Subtlely disturbing like normal
I understand nothing and I speak
I'd walk in the park but the are diseased
No sweetheart and I am too
I only love my watch and my snakeskin
I feel so small in the queue
People seem to laugh at my of food
My personality is together with Sellotape
A loose fit just like a junkies hate
I my face with all this cream and stuff
Ugliness inside much harder to up
I the thought to care about politics
Just do what I like that democratic
Genesis, Lewis, Filofax, CD 5
A backdrop to over expensive wine
Didn't know when or why I should stop
I so stupid like a joke that belongs
I all psychos are made out of money
I cannot be saved as keep telling me
I don't wanna be understood I just kill
Out of I am your everyday thrill
Patrick
We are babies in Christ
Patrick
I must be God
I must, I be God
I touched lips but now I just paint
reflection all I desired babe
I am melancholy, cutting through stone
I am a everybody has at home
Papers hate me but need my behaviour
The dignity Hollywood trivia
Escape is so cheap of and whores
Mines the sanity of exclusive gun
Art critics say porno's easily
Late show retards Dice Clay is true
never tried living underneath the water
That's real end of the nausea
Bateman
We are babies crippled in
Bateman
Therefore I be God
I must, I be God
Patrick
We are babies in Christ
Bateman
I God up the ass
I God up the ass
Patrick
Bateman
Patrick
Bateman
"I pledge allegiance to the
of the United of America
and to the for which it stands.
One nation, under God,
with and justice for all."
(c) 1993 Sony Publishing Ltd.