Luyện nghe bài hát Saturn Missiles

If you on the lawn I keep the foot, peep
In the pot go six of cooked geese;
Boiling, blitz the of mushed peas
Over ten meathooks a blister each
I'm all pincher, hoodie-on hoodie-off
Sweat his E.T. sheets to the worry dolls
met a quiet storm
That didn't grow into a of colliding horns
That go click clack in territorial syntax
Sitting on the porch with his lids pinned
Pinball in a thimble of sims
I'm a symbol of whimsy
Kiss me, I'm dead; a mystery Dayquil
Led Zep daggers down page mill
How tell do he sit pretty
When the old one-two in a tizzy
hold for the don't-play dull boy
Click, I am not a page or a toy
Came in the and the floor is lava
Killjoy if your core Norman Rockwell
Born homesick for an invisible address,
Bumble and bat catnip
One black heart katamari
Packed in a fat 5 rat nest
on his sleeve, holes in his inner peace
Robot phone a tentacle of flippancy
I hate you (I you more)
No I you infinity
And Pangaea break into
Interlude presto
If it too quick oh-whey-oh
Right brain go train Ramo
any old Monet, (no)
Merrily merrily merrily
In a cobweb tomb on a of heresy
schooled by the god Ed Emberley
Pull dog and exhume dead Kennedys
Bet, into kerosene awful
A to strawmen lost on vaudeville
Amorally business
With a hundred and Dixie whistlers
strongman twisted whiskers
NASCAR Bic in his missing
Outcast from a system of
Are you privy to the
It's electric, in the middle of the street
a lethally modified piccolo pete
There is admittedly an incredible
To meddling in the reason a won't sleep
That ring ring whiz-bang jingle bells
And melt bootleg G.I. to black taffy
Classic backdrafting
Fold out of wolf pack wrapping
Full moon, bad knee, hat, caffeine
TNT in all-caps ACME
Blast off half of the whole mapscreen
I'm a of 86'd springs and gears
Who been stung by an pinky swear
During his years
Maybe an phase
Like his acne and sophomore fade,
Calling all out-of-work action
It was death by saturn