Luyện nghe bài hát Pure Comedy

At six
For reason when I go...

The comedy of man starts like
Our brains are way too big for our mothers'
And so Nature, she this alternative
We emerged half-formed and hope that whoever greets us on the end
Is enough to fill us in
And, babies, that's pretty much how it's ever since

Now the of birth leaves a few issues to address
Like, say, that half of us are periodically iron
So got to go kill something while I look after the kids
I'd do it myself, but what, are you to get this thing its milk?
He as soon as he gets back from the hunt, we can switch
hard not to fall in love with something so helpless
Ladies, I we don't end up regretting this

Comedy, now that's I call pure comedy
Just waiting until the part they start to believe
at the center of everything
And some all powerful being endowed this show with meaning

Oh, their are the best
They worship themselves yet totally obsessed
With risen zombies, celestial virgins, magic tricks, unbelievable outfits
And get terribly upset
you question their sacred texts
Written by woman-hating

Their languages just to confuse them
confusion somehow makes them more sure
They build fortunes poisoning their
And hand out prizes when someone the cure
Where did they find these they elected to rule them?
What makes these they idolize so remarkable?
These mammals are hell-bent on fashioning new
So they can go on being animals

Oh comedy, their illusions they have no choice but to
Their horizons that just forever
And how's this for irony, their idea of being is a prison of beliefs
That they never ever to leave

Oh comedy, oh it's like something a madman would conceive!
The only that seems to make them feel alive is the struggle to survive
But the only thing that they is something to numb the pain with
Until there's human left
Just random matter suspended in the
I to say it, but each other's all we got