Luyện nghe bài hát Reese's Pieces, I Don't Know Who John Cleese Is?

Oh it's a shame that I to tape over,
Those Elysian smiles I thought I'd forever.
I it all like it was yesterday...
all, Set it down, hit record.
And away... My intestines are fastening laces,
to fucking untangle.
These vigilant eyes keep off the timekeepers.
hand every angle.

What's keeping you
out before I open my eyes.
Why did you pick
To epilate between thighs...

Are you for his tongue to come?
And brush your cleaned trimmed hair?
I hope he knows, that curvilinear space,
Won't be the only thing taste down there.
to think about it.
If we've flooded the same skin...
You've me,
tasted you,
Who knows how places,
My has been?
My has been...

I left, you stayed, I and prayed.
That nauseating thoughts weren't true.
we met, I wouldn't bet,
I would give up for you!
Nothing ever sense,
Was I real?
Took wouldn't touch,
And made me (hell yeah!)
I had all my in you,
That you would never and act of deceit,
To wake up in the ante
Knowing there would be ground to support my feet.

If it is alright (if it is alright) to the truth,
Then does the concealment end, and lying begin?
Tell me when? Tell me when? is a maudlin motion picture.
A theme in search of a movie,
got the perfect script to match this tune.
Who really what goes on in the afternoon?
not ruin the surprise.

I don't buy incredulous denials,
Do you think you've the exit,
To your escape? I really be thinking this way,
It put my mind at ease,
If I your ass on tape.
be no excuses baby.
I'll this to your friends and family.

Maybe I reconsider this diagnosis,
think things out before we conclude.
Commonly a virtuoso at procedures,
But this was the saddest thing my eyes ever viewed.

The hours that we performed,
like such a perfunctory routine,
But I can obviously by the footage here,
you're in love with his machine!
How you do this to me?
Next you won't get out so easily.
Now I know what I'm up against;
I prepared.
Bat in hand the closest door I painfully stared.
Say "hello" to this bark, your teeth.
Soon you will be bleeding from underneath.
It balls to do what you've done.
your manhood in your mouth is no fun.
And as for you darling, going no where,
It's kind of hard to move you're tied to a chair.

See there's a twist to lovely,
For you too see.
hiding in your wardrobe
Isn't a spree.

*whistle,
Comes out to supporting the wait of lust,
I always thought you someone I could always trust.
Now watch we smacking flesh,
I'm sure you don't care.
But with your eyelids sown to your brows.
leaves you forced to stare.

With a wire around his neck,
Tightly to a tree,
There he on the top of the cliff,
his inanimate life, above the sea.
He his virulent drink.
And himself on fire.

Pulls the trigger though the
his head and snaps the wire.
Now choking and in the water,
His body to sink.
Not did that put out the flames.
But he his drink.
wasn't the worse thing that could happen...yes it is.
We're dying again...we're dying
again?

Stop, rewind, watch die.
(Oh don't you to play it back, and watch it all over?)