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 attempt to un-vaclempt
You are seeking diversion to lighten day
Well, youre in New York
Theres nothing a few dorks do
To
Your amused point of
When viewing the psycho ballet

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

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

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

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

And now pervert would not be complete
Without finding something to eat
The stonerkabob is a constant
But McDougalls too far and right before eyes
Youve got of cardboard
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 be no ushers
But of pushers
To service every weed, every day
the bar isnt open
Its to be dopin
scopin the psycho ballet, ballet
When the psycho ballet

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

Youve got beauties
In swell-bottomed
And frat whove blown it for the rest of their gender
traitors who blew it on blow
And resemble 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 poles

Well, therell always be
For spandex on
And losers in Lennon shades nothing to say
Theres no to go formal
A T-shirt is
When viewing the ballet, ballet
viewing the psycho ballet

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

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

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