Luyện nghe bài hát Peacock Skeleton With Crooked Feathers

If the sea shakes like an empty
I know
and she in love with the sounds of ships sinking?
I [x4]

Which is beast? Which peacock is priest?
If the part and nobody, nowhere, nothing,
every apartment is vacant, every for rent?
Hey
that?
I just want to know what your are made out of.
Is it bruises or roses or or coffins? (It's all those!)
peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest?
If friends are all cripple, all wither, all wilt,
I [x4]
and you smile at pain on your angel bone stilts.
I know
Which peacock is beast? Which is priest?

If the you throw puts a bullet in your skull
and a boot lands atop your gaping jaw?
Hey
that?
I just wanna what the babies mouth is full of.
Is it or cries or straw?
Which peacock is Which peacock is priest?
Which police? Which peacock is thief?

If guns come knock, knock, knocking
Who's cashing out bad luck?
If wedding bells sound like death knells
is a wealthy groom worth all gloom?
If tuxedos slither off
and wild on wedding cake
and the priest starts snapping
There's a peacock on shoulder
dancing around your neck
while the Book of Revelation.

So who do you
Who do you trust when your take a match to your front lawn?
A panicked face makes the proud.
So who do you love? Who do you
Who do you kill when your senator drags out your born?
A face makes the peacock proud.

If the turn to static and the gnarled branches, too?
I know
Your body starts to into a concrete tutu?
I know
which peacock is beast? which peacock is

If you strike for wages at the cola factory
and they drink champagne as they in your teeth?
Hey
What's
I just wanna know what his blood like.
Was it like sugar or vinegar or whiskey or (It's all those!)
Which is beast? Which peacock is priest?

If machine guns knock, knock, knocking
Who's out your bad luck?
If wedding bells sound like death knells
is a wealthy groom all this gloom?
If tuxedos slither off
and copulate wild on wedding
and the starts snapping photos?
There's a peacock on your
pole around your neck
while reciting the of Revelation.

Things are what they seem, the peacock's static melodies.
The peacock spreads its feathers. [x4]

So who do you
Who do you trust when your friends take a match to your lawn?
A panicked face makes the proud.
So who do you Who do you trust?
Who do you when your senator drags out your first born?
A panicked face makes the proud.