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

Oh it's a that I have 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 back away... My intestines are laces,
to fucking untangle.
These vigilant can't keep off the timekeepers.
Second every angle.

What's you waiting?
Usually out I open my eyes.
Why did you pick
To epilate between thighs...

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

I left, you stayed, I and prayed.
these nauseating thoughts weren't true.
Before we met, I bet,
I give up nihilism for you!
Nothing made sense,
Was I even
Took wouldn't touch,
And made me (hell yeah!)
I had all my in you,
That you never commit and act of deceit,
To wake up in the ante
Knowing there be solid 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? This is a motion picture.
A theme in search of a movie,
got the perfect script to match this tune.
Who really knows what goes on in the
Lets not the surprise.

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

Maybe I should this diagnosis,
Lets think out before we conclude.
a virtuoso at these procedures,
But this was the saddest thing my have ever viewed.

The postmeridian hours we performed,
like such a perfunctory routine,
But I can obviously by the footage here,
That you're in with his machine!
How could you do to me?
time you won't get out so easily.
Now that I what I'm up against;
I prepared.
Bat in hand behind the door I painfully stared.
Say "hello" to bark, in-between your teeth.
you will also be bleeding from underneath.
It took to do what you've done.
Having your manhood in your is no fun.
And as for you darling, you're no where,
kind of hard to move when you're tied to a chair.

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

*whistle,
Comes out to stilts the wait of lust,
I always thought you were I could always trust.
Now this we smacking flesh,
I'm sure you even care.
But with your eyelids back to your brows.
This leaves you to stare.

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

Pulls the though the midair;
his head and snaps the wire.
Now choking and in the water,
His begins 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, them die.
(Oh don't you to play it back, and watch it all over?)