Luyện nghe bài hát Porpoise And The Hand Grenade

Harness you hopes on one person
because you know a harness was only for one
Don't telegraph your you'll end up with mollasses
Cauterize with syrup in syrup and

And I'm checking out the asses the assets attract us to anything that moves we're deep inside the grooves
And it's time to your ashes 'cos someones gonna cash it we're plot it turns again the reference starts at ten

Show me a that rhymes with Pavement and I will kill your parents and roast them on a spit
An' a dontcha try to it or permanently sketch it or you're gonna catch a bad, bad cold
And the freaks stolen the White House
I moved a lighthouse its on a scenic quay its oh so far away
Far away from the beginnin' the shroud is of linen the yearling took your purse
The kid has a hearse
Heart breakin' quakin Kiwis they are home bakin' minds wide open true

a leisure suit is nothing its nothing to be proud of in this late century and I'm asking you to hold me just like a morning paper pinched between your pointer your index and your thumb
Its a semi-automatic believers are ecstatic you see the way they cling the cold sting