Luyện nghe bài hát Piss Factory

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

So hot in here, hot Sahara
You could from the heat
But these bitches are too lame to understand
Too goddamned to get this job

To know getting screwed up the ass
All these women, they got no or gum or cranium
And the way they suck hot
But me, well, I wasn't sayin' too much

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

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

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

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

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

Twist and shout, oh what I could will a here
Brown singing 'I Lost Someone'
Or the Jesters and the Paragons and Georgie
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
I look down, look at Sweet Theresa's convent
All those nurses, all nuns scattin' 'round
their bloom hoods like cats in mourning

Oh to me, they, you
To me they look pretty free down there
Down there, not having to press smooth
Not having to smooth hands against hot steel

Not having to worry the in-speed
The of in-speed of labor
Oh then they put free down there
The way they smell, the way smell
And here I gotta be up here Dot Hook's midwife sweat
I would smell the way boys smell

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

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

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

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

And yeah, we look the
Both pumpin' steel, both
But you know she got to hide
And I got something to here called desire

I got something to hide called desire
And I will get out of
You the fiery potion is just about to come
In my is the taste of sugar

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

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

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