Luyện nghe bài hát Playing House

(By Tracey Bryn & Brett)

He's walking slowly - he is in no
He is walking to the slaughter of the hell that's called
She arises tried - she is on the famine of the
Fat called the housewife
Making sure that all clean

This is the game called house
We're all screamin', no one's out
This is the game called house

starving for a surprise, she is aching for a sign
That are not quite as simple
As they to be designed
Give me complication, me freezing in the heat
me some new kind of rhythm
Give me some new of beat

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

Playing house, house

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