Luyện nghe bài hát Punky's Whips

Terry (drums)
Roy (vocals, bass)
belew (guitar)
Ed (percussion)
Patrick (bass)
Tommy (keyboards)
Peter (keyboards)

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this?
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Thank you! a minute!
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In today's changing world
Rock groups appear fifteen minutes,
some new promotional device.
Some of these devices been known
To leave scars
On the minds of foolish consumers.
One such case is seated you:
Little skinny terry bozzio,
That little drummer!
right!
Terry recently in love
a publicity-photo of a boy named punky meadows...
(oh punky!)...
Lead guitar player from a called angel.
In the photograph,
was seen with a beautiful shiny hairdo
In a semi-profile which the pootched out succulence
Of his pouting rictus,
The sight of which drove the helpless drummer mad with desire!

I can't the way he pouts
'cause he not be pouting for me!
meadows, pouting for you?
Ha! you bet sailor!
You mean,
You he's not...he's not pouting...
not pouting for me?
His hair's so shiny and it's done real
'til I squirm ecstasy

Punky, punky, give me lips to die on!

Oh punky, isn't it

Punky, punky, me your lips
To die on...i promise not to come in mouth
Punky, punky, album's the shits!
all wrong!

I ain't queer
But if he ever got
tyler would pay to see!
Pay to see!

Punky's lips, lips
His so shiny,
I his hips!
I love his and his gums and such!

(what is it? you home!)
an angel!
You're too
(oh god!)

The of my thoughts in my lonely teenage room!

He's havin' a rash
(no shit!)
That the girls away
(it's true)
doom
(skin doom)
Is what the say
And makes me wonder
I wonder punky is rehearsing today
just go over, and hear him play
His hair is so pretty...i'd to bite his neck
I've heard a rumor he's more fluid than beck
But I ain't
I gay
(he's a little of chiffon in a wrist array-ee-ay-ee-ay)
A wrist
(that's all is, I swear!)

lips, punky's lips!
Oh! I love his while eatin' dunk-y chips
Yeah! I his blink and his blank-blank-blank
Why, maybe he'd to yank my crank?
it punky!
it faster!
it harder!
Yank it all long!
on punky!
Get funky!

I ain't
No no no no!
I gay
No no no no!
(he's a little fond of in a wrist array-ee-ay-ee-ay)
Wrist
And then he me now:
I queer!
(hey!)
I gay!
(hey! hey!)
(he's a little of chiffon in a wrist array-ee-ay-ee-ay)

I-i, lord,
I'm fo-o-o-ond of
In a wrist
Oh oh oh oh!
I-i, I said I'm fo-o-ond of
In a array
on punky!
Give me lips!
on my venus-trip!

o'hearn,
belew,
mars,
bozzio,
wolf,
Ed mann.
Thanks for to the show!