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

I on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty soda cans
Simply for of better stimulation
Motivation comes and goes like gas patrons
So sedation compensates for unexpected

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

I'm mommy's little angel
But angel on my shoulder got strangled
For trying to with his nemesis, he caught him on the wrong day
And got cut DJs spinning doubles

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

Quite simply put me and my pockets interest
never fall in love with that pretty green-eyed temptress twice
I my lesson the first time
I just couldn't keep up that ever-changing Jordan line of foot apparel
Parallel to many clones, my eye's monochromes
With shades and twenty tones, plus I breath artistic

eating everything I'm feeding them
Put in every painting and use my spit as mat medium
And results are my children, we the same genes
Cast the same reflections and the same dreams

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

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

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

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

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

Just to have the upper hand in conversations
And for lack of better
I'm painting portraits of dysfunctional families with faces
Rockin' "Don't Worry, Be Happy"
And you're I'm tasteless

You misconstrue it but your babies will it
The essentials of a very bitter young man
That kicks rusty soda cans and on decrepit bricks
With a pair of headphones
Trying to make these stick

let them protesters picket like they are gonna make a difference
And watch die before they realize
That cause was nonexistent
Like cause was nonexistent

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

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

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

Not to mention tainted urine
And the attention of a second-grader
More fascinated with building blocks than wasting
Stressing his lesson, hence the ritalin

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

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

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