Luyện nghe bài hát Playing House

(By Tracey Bryn & Brett)

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

This is the called playing house
all screamin', no one's getting out
This is the game called house

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

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

Playing house, Playing

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