Luyện nghe bài hát Sari

Sometimes I feel like I shouldn't apologize so
That it's it's a crutch
I just used I'm judged
Bein' fudged by a face I can't and can't see
I misplaced a dossier or Monty Python CD
Or somethin' like that
But is that so bad
To make my ego go
Like a tire goin'
Or fat on a big Mac
I'm attacked
Tit for tat
You fuckin'
You can just apologize

But I know when it comes and it goes
All the highs and the
In motionless psychosis
Iee and I die fadin' straight away
Iee and I cry every waking day
I know what else to say

I'm for the mess
The way I'm dressed
I I failed my test
Oh you know I'm sorry for my views
I been confused
And yet you know that really I'm for you

Well now I don't to offend, much
comprehend
When you're female and fenced in and
Phen to no end
And no zen to men will help you fend off the brethren
And then the pen
And better than the oxygen
Or the sword or the spear or the
Or the bored pork-fed
It's a post
The whore you'll miss the most when you're
you're in Snowshoe PA
Doin' some play Backstage
That deals with AIDS and race and and
and ballet
And then like "hey yay what'd you say?
I can sing my troubles away?"
But then you're
'Cause you gotta a buck
And the whole world
And you're a lame duck
That's lyin' dyin' to sell out
But no one buyin' and there's all this doubt
And you can preen and and scream and shot
But your life's is the fiction of Faust

But I don't know when it comes and it
All the highs and the
In this psychosis
Iee ieei and I die straight away
Iee ieei and I cry waking day
I don't know what to say

I'm for the time
The way I rhyme
I knew I chose a life of crime
I'm sorry for my
I know all old news
And yet you know really I'm sorry for you

I'm I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
I also this apology
This of sorry
In part of the theology that's leading us to hari-kari
like a mythology, almost
Like a malingering
As we decompose
Writing in the of the polls
Cryin' for Senator and then proceeding to moan
At our own supposed of the elections at home
"Oh somebody home
The American people spoken!"
Now is certain?
those nice Midwestern folks were just jokin'
In any there's no use in dopin' chokin' mopin' and sobbin'
on you disheartenin' dobbins
Sayin' is my problem
So to
I'm a little of a
So difficult for me to have to allude
To all rude crude verbal baggage
But I manage I'm a savage inside
I may listen to Enya's hits
And try to control my hissy with pride
Won't get my dyed
But oh the onus of lyin' all the
I wanna say, "die motherfucker!"
But I mind if you did
even the nice girl's ego has to override the id
And so before I flip my lid my
And get out of this bind
You can hear on my lips but you don't know
What's in my

I'm for the mess
The way I'm dressed
I guess I failed my
Oh don't you know I'm sorry for my
I musta confused
And yet you know that really I'm for you

I'm sorry for you I'm for you
I'm