Luyện nghe bài hát Saturn Missiles

If you step on the I keep the foot, peep
In the pot go six degrees of geese;
Boiling, blitz the of mushed peas
ten meathooks with a blister each
I'm all pincher, hoodie-on hoodie-off
through his E.T. sheets to the worry dolls
Never met a quiet
That grow into a choir of colliding horns
That go click click clack in syntax
Sitting on the porch with his lids back
Pinball whiz in a thimble of
I'm a symbol of whimsy
me, I'm dead; nursing a mystery Dayquil
Led Zep staring daggers down mill
How tell do he sit pretty
When the old one-two unglue in a
hold for the don't-play dull boy
Click, I am not a or a pull toy
in the door and the floor is lava
Killjoy if your core more Rockwell
Born homesick for an address, batshit
Bumble and bat catnip
One heart katamari massive
Packed in a fat 5 rat nest
Nose on his sleeve, in his inner peace
Robot like a tentacle of flippancy
I you (I hate you more)
No I you infinity
And Pangaea into smithereens
Interlude change-o
If it too quick oh-whey-oh
Right go right train Ramo
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 dead Kennedys
Bet, moth kerosene awful
A caution to strawmen on vaudeville
mixing business
With a hundred and Dixie whistlers
Lawnchair strongman twisted
NASCAR Bic in his fingers
Outcast from a of kiss-the-ring-ers
Are you to the misadventures
electric, meeting in the middle of the street
With a lethally modified piccolo
There is an incredible mystique
To in the reason a city won't sleep
That ring ring ring whiz-bang jingle
And melt bootleg G.I. Joes to taffy
Classic backdrafting
Fold wildlife out of wolf pack
Full moon, bad knee, wool hat,
TNT plunger in ACME
Blast off half of the whole damn
I'm a patchwork of 86'd springs and
Who been stung by an pinky swear
his what-in-the-fuck-was-I-thinking years
Maybe an phase
Like his and sophomore fade, played
Calling all out-of-work figures
It was by saturn missiles