Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Ballet

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

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

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 that hail from the moon

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

Theres a prophet
Who hes been off it
Since early last year or perchance
Yes, the will fly and youll laugh til youre cryin
When the psycho ballet, ballet
When spyin the psycho

And now observing would not be complete
Without finding something to eat
The stonerkabob is a surprise
But McDougalls too far and right your eyes
Youve got of cardboard
And pretzels of
That the Jersey barf when theyre face-down and faced
But if insufficient, theres peddlers proficient
In ways of enhancing the

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

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

Youve got beauties
In splendor
And frat boys whove blown it for the of their gender
traitors who blew it on blow
And resemble Garcia all his dough

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

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

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

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

your surest chagrin
The youre in
Is start to make sense in the scariest way
And when the
Have ceased to seem
Youll star in the psycho ballet,
Youll in the psycho ballet