Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Ballet

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

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

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

Like the nuthouse-kateers and the beers
by drunks who have drunk here for 25 years
The stoned boys and hip-hoppin homeboys
With blasters our ears

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

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

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

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

Youve got beauties
In splendor
And boys whove blown it for the rest of their gender
Tickertape who blew it on blow
And resemble Garcia without all his

Youve got camcording
And freak jurists
And purists on pisshouse patrol
Mohawked marauders and brain-dead
Who dont seem to mind straight into poles

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

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

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

Aint your chagrin
The asylum in
Is gonna start to sense in the scariest way
And the bizarreuns
Have to seem foreign
star in the psycho ballet, ballet
Youll in the psycho ballet