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

Oh a shame that I have to tape over,
Elysian smiles I thought I'd keep 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
Usually out before I my eyes.
Why did you pick
To epilate between thighs...

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

I left, you stayed, I and prayed.
That nauseating thoughts weren't true.
we met, I wouldn't bet,
I would up nihilism for you!
ever made sense,
Was I even
everything wouldn't touch,
And made me (hell yeah!)
I had all my in you,
you would never commit and act of deceit,
To up in the ante meridian
Knowing there would be solid ground to my feet.

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

I don't buy incredulous denials,
Do you you've found the exit,
To your escape? I really shouldn't be this 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.

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

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

See a twist to this lovely,
For you too see.
What's in your wardrobe
a shopping spree.

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

With a wire around 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 trigger the midair;
Misses his head and the wire.
Now choking and in the water,
His body to sink.
Not only did put out the flames.
But he his drink.
This wasn't the worse that could happen...yes it is.
We're dying slowing again...we're
again?

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