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

I walk on decrepit and kick sticks and rusty soda cans
Simply for of better stimulation
comes and goes like gas station patrons
So sedation compensates for vacations

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

I'm really mommy's angel
But that angel on my shoulder got
For trying to tangle with his nemesis, he caught him on the day
And got cut like DJs doubles

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

simply 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 couldn't keep up with that ever-changing Jordan line of foot apparel
Parallel to clones, my eye's vision monochromes
With seven shades and twenty tones, plus I breath

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

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

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

I walk dead end streets like I didn't see the sign
Just to turn and walk 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 these simple minded mortals me sleepy
So what do I do? I to T.V.
In the seemingly lousy attempt to myself with lackluster images
And information like, "Willis was really Todd Bridges"

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

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

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

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

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

I walk on shitty city stepping on every single crack
Reminiscent of that joke we to say when we were snotty nose
My purpose got defeated when my mind turned
Plus I my Civil Service exam, they said I cheated

Not to tainted urine samples
And the attention span of a
More fascinated with building blocks than time
Stressing his daily lesson, hence the

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

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

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