Luyện nghe bài hát Playing House

(By Tracey Bryn & Brett)

walking slowly - he is in no hurry
He is walking to the of the hell that's called routine
She arises - she is feeding on the famine of the
Fat that's the housewife
Making that it's all clean

is the game called playing house
We're all screamin', no getting out
is the game called playing house

He's starving for a surprise, she is for a sign
That things are not quite as
As they seemed to be
me complication, give me freezing in the heat
Give me some new kind of
Give me some new of beat

Don't give me the called playing house
We're all screaming, no one's out
Don't give me the called playing house

Playing house, house

Destroy all that's - give routine a friendly face
Just give everyone a rhythm, just give a place
That is the game we've been told that we will play
And if we play ot enough, it's bound to surely go away.