Luyện nghe bài hát Self Suicide

I'm lie on my back
An' you put fingers down my mouth, right
No, no, do it right, like, ugh
I'm do a Jimi Hendrix, eugh
I'm gonna be sick in my sleep, eugh, ahu ugh

I tries to do it but it kept comin' up a cropper
I needs some hype, I I'll ram raid happy shopper
got a car so I use a space hopper
Bouncin' to the window, cut my head, stopper

I want a hundred fans, 200 teeny
I want police protection from 87
I wanna go gold, even platinum
If you wanna be a you gotta kill yourself, man

It's the truth, step back, a look around
is dead for bein' fat, 500 pound
Kurt Cobain's as fuck, he's buried in the ground
Hendrix an' his amp still ain't makin' no sound

Michael Hutchence, one of 'em too
Made a million quid dying wanking on the loo
S.U.I.C.I.D.E.
It might be messy but it's money for

Suicide is or so it has been said
I could've killed myself but I'd be better off
So I a deep breath, put a gun against my head
Pulled the trigger, click, should've been lead

But I wasn't, I was naked in John Square
Mothers on stopped an' stared
For this I was quite unprepared
suicide to be famous but nobody cared

Committin' suicide to my career
It worked for Mickey an' Tupac
Jesus was nailed up to some
2000 later an' book sales are still good

I heard in a suicide is painless
An' it's 80 percent sure to make you
Wankin' with a bag on yer head, to a door
That bloke from INXS, he the score

S.U.I.C.I.D.E.
It might be but it's money for free
S.U.I.C.I.D.E.
It be messy but it's money for free

I gotta kill myself, I gotta do's it
John Entwistle sly, he was arsenic
I takin' all this coke to make me die
Doin' more than they make in fuckin' ICI

It's the way to go, don't think me dull
I'm not fall off the roof like the flid Rod Hull
We want people to sing all our
And the nuns at St. Joseph's rappin' on bongs

We be remembered when we're six feet under
For hip hoppin' not robbings, fuckin' beatings or
At the I'm not dead like David Kampasey
platinum means you gotta be pushin' up daisies

Dad's all dead, every last one
But the is still goin' on BBC1
Yeah, that's right, I smoke draw Wales
Suicide's a good to improve vinyl sales

useless, it's crap, I'll never be in the sun
How can I be a pop star I can't buy a gun?
Morrison overdosed in the bath
I know, I'll hang myself with my

to the stairs, danglin' by my neck
The length I forgot to check
Stuck there for a week, unable to
The landlord found me an' he me a freak

He cut me down an' to laugh
"If you're dead week gimme your autograph"
You know I thanked him, returned to my
The new plan is to go out a boom

To the station, with a can
"Five please", I say to the man
All set up an' ready to
The wheel on my just won't turn

is a suicyclebbl
Suicide is a
Suicide is a
I be famous after I die

fact, man, if you're dead you sell more
That drummer from Def
His arm has made 30 more than he has

You know our Elvis? Well, he's dead famous now
And he's dead and he's face, he's more now like
He's dead like you know, I, I suppose what a lot
Fuckin' economics

reckon Bob Marley's dead
But not, man
he was on the TV last night, man
Just lie to me, man

I thought I was a go at an overdose
But I, I, I don't think you can overdose on Flu Plus
I think one of the blokes off of army is still alive
I think bummin' Martin in Eastenders, innit?

I'll get the ropes an' tie them to the walls
An' we all jump off at the same an' break our necks
An' we'll make at least 13 quid an' you we'll be famous
like fuckin' Gandhi or, or like the bloke off that sex we seen