Luyện nghe bài hát Piss Factory

Sixteen and to pay off
I get this job in a piss factory inspecting
Forty hours, thirty-six a week
But a paycheck, Jack

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You do it my way or I push face in
We you in the John
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 will a radio here
James Brown 'I Lost Someone'
Or the Jesters and the Paragons and Georgie
The guy the goods and Guided Missiles

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

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

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

Oh, those schoolboys, way legs flap
Under the desk in the hall
That odor rising and ammonia
And way their dicks droop lilacs

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

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

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

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

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

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

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