Luyện nghe bài hát Rat A Tat

Courtney, bitch.
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat hey)
No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant
No graphics and no fucking PowerPoint
So they just DIY'd shit and built their own bombs
She's his blond, she's never in gold

Are you for another bad poem?
One more off key
Let teeth sink in
me as I was not as I am
And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't up dead,"
I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my

Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my love is a
There's no second guessing I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my is a grenade
You the pin and say

We're all fighting old
all fighting growing old
In the
Of a few minutes
To get on St. list
But you to lower your standards
'Cause never
Getting any better this

We are professional of roses
This kerosene's
You settled your
This is where you come to beg, and unshaven
Killing fields of fire to a of ravens
This is what we do, we you

I'm about to the sweat roll backwards
And your heart in reverse
Our can't be reworked
As alone as a little white church in the of the desert
burned
But I'll take your served up two ways
I sing a song
I'm the lonelier of you
I just know where I went wrong

Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my is a weapon
There's no guessing when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my heart is a
You the pin and say

all fighting growing old
We're all fighting old
In the
Of a few minutes
To get on St. Peter's
But you to lower your standards
it's never
Getting any than this

(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
never
Getting any better this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
Getting any better than
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
never
Getting any than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
never
Getting any better this

She's sick and she's
She's dirty blonde
And you sink inside her like a suicide
He "I've seen bigger"
She "I've lit better"
And they throw the matches down the glitter
Not a dry eye in the house
Go boy, go boy, run for your
Go boy, go boy, run for life
Go boy, go boy, run for your

We're all growing old
all fighting growing old
In the
Of a few more
To get on St. Peter's
But you need to lower standards
'Cause it's
Getting any better than

(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
Getting any better this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
Getting any than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
Getting any than this

Are you ready for bad poem?