Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Ballet

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

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

sit ourselves down on a nice afternoon
Ill out performers and let you lampoon
sure aint no dearth of galoots on this earth
But theres some here that hail the moon

Like the and the brown-baggied beers
Drunk by drunks who have drunk for 25 years
The stoned boys and hip-hoppin homeboys
With abusing our ears

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, always be accolades
For spandex on
And losers in Lennon shades with to say
Theres no need to go
A is normal
When the psycho ballet, ballet
When viewing the psycho

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

Youve got guys wholl set to themselves 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
Egos who masturbate with guitars
And teeny-boppers convinced that theyre stars
But the girlies are gone, they are just as alone
And neurotic as were before

Aint your surest
The youre in
Is gonna to make sense in the scariest way
And when the
ceased to seem foreign
Youll star in the psycho ballet,
Youll in the psycho ballet