Luyện nghe bài hát Saturn Missiles

If you step on the lawn I the foot, peep
In the pot go six of cooked geese;
Boiling, blitz the of mushed peas
Over ten meathooks with a blister
I'm all pincher, hoodie-on hoodie-off
Sweat through his E.T. sheets to the dolls
Never met a storm
That didn't into a choir of colliding horns
That go click clack in territorial syntax
Sitting on the porch with his lids pinned
whiz in a thimble of sims
I'm a symbol of abridged
Kiss me, I'm dead; a mystery Dayquil
Led Zep staring daggers down mill
How tell do he sit pretty
the old one-two unglue in a tizzy
Please hold for the dull boy
Click, I am not a page or a toy
in the door and the floor is lava
Killjoy if core more Norman Rockwell
homesick for an invisible address, batshit
Bumble and bat catnip
One black heart massive
Packed in a fat category 5 rat
Nose on his sleeve, holes in his inner
Robot like a tentacle of flippancy
I you (I hate you more)
No I you infinity
And Pangaea break into
Interlude change-o
If it move too oh-whey-oh
Right brain go right train
any old Monet, (no)
Merrily merrily merrily
In a cobweb on a hotbed of heresy
schooled by the god Ed Emberley
Pull dog sleds and exhume Kennedys
Bet, into kerosene awful
A caution to strawmen on vaudeville
Amorally business
With a hundred and Dixie whistlers
Lawnchair strongman whiskers
NASCAR Bic in his missing
Outcast from a of kiss-the-ring-ers
Are you privy to the
It's electric, meeting in the middle of the
With a modified piccolo pete
is admittedly an incredible mystique
To meddling in the reason a city sleep
ring ring ring whiz-bang jingle bells
And bootleg G.I. Joes to black taffy
Classic backdrafting
Fold wildlife out of wolf wrapping
moon, bad knee, wool hat, caffeine
TNT in all-caps ACME
off half of the whole damn mapscreen
I'm a of 86'd springs and gears
Who been by an unlinked pinky swear
During his what-in-the-fuck-was-I-thinking
Maybe an phase
Like his and sophomore fade, played
all out-of-work action figures
It was death by saturn