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

I walk on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty soda
Simply for lack of better
Motivation comes and goes like gas station
So sedation for unexpected vacations

my pre-gratitude
Post, please leave me alone, that's just my rude
No dysfunction flip side, I'm just ordinary citizen
waiting patiently for me to sin again but then again

I'm mommy's little angel
But that on my shoulder got strangled
For to tangle 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' Reds with a stack of pennies
I could go for Denny's and my stomach holds
But my pocket's got holes, I guess the is to stay empty

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

They eating I'm feeding them
Put myself in every and use my spit as mat medium
And results are my children, we share the genes
Cast the same reflections and interpret the same

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

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

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

I walk down dead end streets like I 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 'cause these simple minded mortals make me sleepy
So do I do? I resort to T.V.
In the seemingly lousy attempt to numb myself lackluster images
And insignificant information like, "Willis was Todd Bridges"

Just to the upper hand in monotonous conversations
And for lack of better
I'm painting of dysfunctional families with gloomy faces
"Don't Worry, Be Happy" T-shirts
And you're I'm tasteless

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

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

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

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

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

Not to mention urine samples
And the attention span of a
More fascinated with building blocks wasting time
Stressing his lesson, hence the ritalin

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

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