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 a paycheck, Jack

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

To know they're screwed up the ass
All these women, they got no or gum or cranium
And the way suck hot sausage
But me, well, I sayin' too much neither

I was moral school girl, asshole
I figured I was motorcycle
I had to earn my dough, had to earn my

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

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

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

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

Twist and shout, oh what I could will a radio
James Brown singing 'I Lost
Or the Jesters and the Paragons and Georgie
The guy with the goods and Missiles

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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