Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Ballet

So
Lately you
And angstful, you
For something to sweeten your tea
examine existence is rife with resistance
You rot on the like forgotten kimchi
So in an attempt to un-vaclempt
You are diversion to lighten your day
Well, when in New York
nothing a few dorks wont do
To
Your point of view
When youre viewing the psycho

If your mind is as
As old Herman
And you dont have the dough for a or play
come meet me there down in Washington Square
And well take in the psycho ballet,
Well take in the psycho

Well sit down on a nice afternoon
Ill point out performers and let you
There sure no dearth of galoots on this earth
But theres some here hail from the moon

the nuthouse-kateers and the brown-baggied beers
Drunk by drunks who have drunk for 25 years
The comatose stoned boys and hip-hoppin
blasters abusing our ears

Theres a pan-handling
Who hes been off it
Since early year or perchance yesterday
Yes, the bullshit will fly and youll laugh til cryin
When spyin the ballet, ballet
When the psycho ballet

And now pervert observing would not be
Without something disgusting to eat
The stonerkabob is a constant
But McDougalls too far and right your eyes
Youve got knishes of
And pretzels of
That the Jersey boys barf theyre face-down and faced
But if thats insufficient, theres proficient
In ways of the taste

No, there wont be no
But of pushers
To service your weed, every day
Though the bar isnt
Its to be dopin
When scopin the psycho ballet,
When scopin the psycho

Ganja,
Smoke,
Ganja,
Smoke,
Ganja,
Smoke,
Ganja,

Youve got bell-bottomed
In swell-bottomed
And frat boys blown it for the rest of their gender
Tickertape who blew it on blow
And resemble Garcia all his dough

Youve got tourists
And Jesus jurists
And pud-pounding purists on pisshouse
Mohawked marauders and brain-dead
Who dont to mind running straight into poles

Well, therell always be
For on rollerblades
And losers in Lennon with nothing to say
Theres no need to go
A is normal
viewing the psycho ballet, ballet
When viewing the psycho

Ladies and gentlemen, please in your seats, the show aint over yet!

Youve got guys set fire to themselves for a quarter
And girls who unshod would be inches shorter
Bozos on benches who bobble boners
And bimbo, bowzers who act like their owners
Egos who masturbate with their
And seduce teeny-boppers convinced that stars
But when the are gone, they are just as alone
And as they were before

Aint your surest
The asylum in
Is gonna start to make in the scariest way
And the bizarreuns
Have ceased to foreign
Youll star in the psycho ballet,
Youll star in the psycho