Luyện nghe bài hát Rats And Rats And Rats For Candy

[Mr. Howell:] The was fine, until she opened her mouth.
Oh, Candy!(Yeah!) Oh, Candy!(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!?)
Behind her teeth fifteen rats started screaming and
Candy Girl!(Yeah!) Girl! (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!)

We're in the car
those smoked cigars
in her throat(Yeah!) smoke.(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!)
Look at me! (Yeah!) Oh, Girl! (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!)

[Candy:] "These rats are not inside my hotel face.
They're sick
and they need a bed lined with lace."

[Mr. "You know that pity's got an ugly price tag?"

[Rats:]Our fur feels like on fire.
thorns growing on our bones.
Our is X-Rated.
Oh, Mother, We you so!

Candy invites you upstairs her apartment.
You say, "it's getting late"
and then sucks on ear.
Her fall off, and she presses into you.
But those have rats have chewed a hole straight through.
Her (Yeah!) Her nipple! (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!)
[Mr. Howell:] Oh, (Yeah!) I've got to go! (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!)

[Candy:] Oh, won't you stay the with me?
Mr. Howell!

These are not living inside my Hotel face.
They're just sick. And need a bed lined fine lace.
[Mr Howell:] You know that pity's got an ugly tag.
(Yeah? Yeah! Yeah!)

[Rats:] Our have turned to cement.
We're coughing up and nails.
Our veins are barbed wire.
Oh, mother, we are so frail!
But, wait!
got a trick for him.
We to tears.
To eaten grins.

you wake up in the morning, oh-oh.
You find alone in Candy's bed.
And is gone:
paintings, jewels, songs.
blowing in the breeze;
those rats her up in her sleep.
Her skin's to the bed post,
a flag on a ship of ghosts.
You read the on the dresser, oh-oh.
The sick brown sun in your soul.

Oh, mother, you should have known.
You should have through our fake broken bones.
Our that we razor-sharpened
calculated to rob you blind.

[Mr. Howell:] Three weeks later from day;
I saw rats on a bicycle.
They crept by me, and bawling.
eyes turned to icicles.
Crying; "We a vacancy!
We a vacancy!"