Luyện nghe bài hát Petrified Life And The Twice Told Joke (decrepit Bricks)

I walk on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty cans
for lack of better stimulation
Motivation comes and goes gas station patrons
So sedation compensates for vacations

That's my
Post, please leave me alone, that's just my rude
No dysfunction flip side, I'm just your citizen
They're waiting patiently for me to sin again but then

I'm really little angel
But that angel on my shoulder got
For to tangle with his nemesis, he caught him on the wrong day
And got cut like DJs spinning

I'm on my way to the store the city
To purchase a pack of Reds with a stack of rolled pennies
I could go for Denny's and my stomach plenty
But my pocket's got holes, I guess the is to stay empty

Quite put me and my pockets share interest
I'll never fall in love with that green-eyed temptress twice
I learned my the first time
I just keep up with that ever-changing Jordan line of foot apparel
Parallel to clones, my eye's vision monochromes
seven shades and twenty tones, plus I breath artistic

They eating everything I'm feeding
Put myself in painting and use my spit as mat medium
And results are my children, we share the same
the same reflections and interpret the same dreams

Like whoa, like whoa, whoa, like whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no
like I'm worthless
But contrary to my statement, I feel fine
with the fact that I know this city's mine

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no
Feeling I'm worthless
But contrary to my statement, I feel fine
Content with the fact that I know this city's

I walk down dead end like I didn't see the sign
Just to turn around and back, that's fine and dandy
But whack is the fact, I'm still walking
Like, "Thank God for Walkmans"

I'm only yawning 'cause simple minded mortals make me sleepy
So do I do? I resort to T.V.
In the seemingly lousy attempt to numb myself with lackluster
And insignificant like, "Willis was really Todd Bridges"

Just to have the hand in monotonous conversations
And for lack of stimulation
I'm portraits of dysfunctional families with gloomy faces
"Don't Worry, Be Happy" T-shirts
And assuming I'm tasteless

You misconstrue it but your will embrace it
The basic essentials of a very bitter man
That kicks rusty cans and walks on decrepit bricks
With a permanent of headphones
Trying to make these stick

I'll let them protesters picket they are gonna make a difference
And watch them die before they
That their cause was
Like their was nonexistent

And at night, I roam these with absolutely no purpose
like I'm worthless
But contrary to my last statement, I feel
Content with the that I know this city's mine

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no
Feeling like I'm
But contrary to my last statement, I feel
Content with the fact that I know this mine

I walk on shitty city sidewalks stepping on every crack
Reminiscent of that we used to say when we were snotty nose
My purpose got when my mind turned paraplegic
I failed my Civil Service exam, they said I cheated

Not to mention urine samples
And the span of a second-grader
More fascinated with blocks than wasting time
Stressing his daily lesson, hence the

been gone with the wind like lucky lottery tickets since day one
And stepped on the left right's wrong
So what do I do? I resort to friendly games of pong
And sing a in "Sixpence", I'm "None the Richer"
I just kiss her on the lips and trucking

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no
like I'm worthless
But contrary to my statement, I feel fine
Content the fact that I know this city's mine

And at night, I roam streets with absolutely no purpose
like I'm worthless
But contrary to my last statement, I fine
Content the fact that I know this city's mine