Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Ballet

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

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

Well sit ourselves down on a afternoon
Ill out performers and let you lampoon
sure aint 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 who have drunk here for 25 years
The stoned boys and hip-hoppin homeboys
With abusing our ears

a pan-handling prophet
Who hes been off it
Since early last year or perchance
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 finding disgusting to eat
The is a constant surprise
But McDougalls too far and right before your
got knishes of cardboard
And of paste
That the Jersey barf when theyre face-down and faced
But if insufficient, theres peddlers proficient
In ways of enhancing the

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

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

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

got camcording tourists
And freak jurists
And pud-pounding purists on pisshouse
Mohawked marauders and skateboarders
Who dont seem to mind straight into poles

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

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

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

Aint your chagrin
The youre in
Is gonna start to make sense in the way
And the bizarreuns
Have ceased to foreign
Youll star in the psycho ballet,
Youll star in the ballet