Luyện nghe bài hát Piss Factory

Sixteen and to pay off
I get this job in a piss factory pipe
hours, thirty-six dollars a week
But it's a paycheck,

So hot in here, hot Sahara
You could faint from the
But these bitches are just too lame to
Too goddamned grateful to get job

To know they're getting up the ass
All these women, got no teeth or gum or cranium
And the way suck hot sausage
But me, well, I wasn't sayin' too neither

I was moral school girl, hard-working
I figured I was motorcycle
I had to earn my dough, had to my dough

But no, you gotta, you relate, babe
You find the rhythm within
Floor slides up to me and he says
"Hey sister, just movin' too fast
You're up the quota
You're doin' your work too fast"

"Now you get off mustang, Sally
You ain't goin' nowhere, you goin' nowhere"
I back, I get my nerve up, I take a swig of Romilar
And walk up to hot shit Dot and I say

"Hey, hey sister, it don't matter whether I do labor or slow
There's always labor after
She's real Catholic, see, she fingers her and she says
There is one reason, is one reason"

"You do it my way or I push your in
We knee you in the
If you get off your get off your mustang, Sally
If you don't shake it up, baby, it up, baby"

Twist and shout, oh what I could will a radio
James Brown 'I Lost Someone'
Or the Jesters and the and Georgie Woods
The guy with the and Guided Missiles

But no, I got nothin', no diversion, no
Nothing but a porthole in the plaster, in the plaster
Where I look down, look at Sweet Theresa's
All those nurses, all nuns scattin' 'round
With their bloom hoods like in mourning

Oh to me, they, you
To me they look pretty damn free there
there, not having to press those smooth
Not having to smooth those hands against hot

Not having to about the in-speed
The of in-speed of labor
Oh then they put damn down there
The way smell, the way they smell
And here I gotta be up here smellin' Dot Hook's sweat
I would rather smell the way smell

Oh, those schoolboys, way their legs
Under the desk in the hall
That odor roses and ammonia
And way their dicks droop like

Or the way smell that forbidden acrid smell
But no, I gotta, I gotta put clammy in my nostril
Her the wheel, me against the wheel
Oh, the in-speed-o, motion inspection is drivin' me insane

In next to Dot Hook, oh, we may look the same
Shoulder to sweatin' 110 degrees
But I will faint, I will never faint
They laugh and they expect me to faint but I never faint

I refuse to lose, I refuse to fall
Because you see it's the that's got to me
Every like the last one
Every like a rerun next to Dot Hook

And yeah, we the same
Both steel, both sweatin'
But you know she got nothin' to
And I got something to here called desire

I got something to here called desire
And I get out of here
You know the potion is just about to come
In my nose is the taste of

And I got to hide here, save desire
And I'm gonna go, I'm gonna get out of
I'm gonna get out of here, I'm gonna get on that
And I'm gonna go on that train and go to New York

I'm be somebody
I'm getting, gonna get on that
Go to New York

I'm gonna be so big, I'm gonna be a big and I will never return
Never return, no, never return, to burn at this piss
And I will travel light, oh, me now