Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Ballet

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

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

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

Like the and the brown-baggied beers
by drunks who have drunk here for 25 years
The comatose boys and hip-hoppin homeboys
blasters abusing our ears

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

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

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

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

Youve got bell-bottomed
In splendor
And frat boys blown it for the rest of their gender
Tickertape traitors who blew it on
And Garcia without all his dough

Youve got camcording
And freak jurists
And pud-pounding purists on patrol
marauders and brain-dead skateboarders
Who dont seem to mind running straight into

Well, therell be accolades
For spandex on
And losers in shades with nothing to say
no need to go formal
A T-shirt is
When viewing the ballet, ballet
When viewing the ballet

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

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

Aint surest chagrin
The asylum in
Is gonna start to sense in the scariest way
And when the
Have ceased to foreign
star in the psycho ballet, ballet
Youll star in the ballet