Luyện nghe bài hát Peacock Skeleton With Crooked Feathers

If the sea shakes like an empty
I know
and she falls in love the sounds of ships sinking?
I know

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

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

If machine guns knock, knock, knocking
cashing out your bad luck?
If wedding bells sound death knells baby
is a wealthy groom worth all this
If slither off corpses
and copulate on wedding cake
and the priest starts photos?
There's a on your shoulder
dancing around your neck
while reciting the of Revelation.

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

If the forests turn to and the gnarled branches, too?
I [x4]
Your body starts to fall into a concrete
I [x4]
which is beast? which peacock is priest?

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

If machine guns come knock, knock,
Who's cashing out bad luck?
If wedding bells sound death knells baby
is a wealthy groom all this gloom?
If tuxedos off corpses
and copulate wild on wedding
and the priest starts photos?
There's a on your shoulder
pole around your neck
reciting the Book of Revelation.

Things are never what they seem, the peacock's melodies.
The peacock spreads its feathers. [x4]

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