Luyện nghe bài hát Self Suicide

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

I to do it proper but it kept comin' up a cropper
I needs some hype, I I'll ram raid happy shopper
Haven't got a car so I use a space
to the window, cut my head, show stopper

I want a hundred fans, 200 boppers
I want police protection 87 coppers
I wanna go gold, better platinum
If you wanna be a you gotta kill yourself, man

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

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

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

But I wasn't, I was naked in John Square
Mothers on pushchairs an' stared
For this situation I was unprepared
Tried suicide to be famous but cared

Committin' suicide to my career
It for Mickey an' Tupac Shakir
was nailed up to some wood
2000 years later an' book sales are still

I heard in a song suicide is
An' it's 80 percent to make you famous
with a bag on yer head, tied to a door
That bloke INXS, he knew 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 snortin'
I keep takin' all this coke to me die
more drugs than they make in fuckin' ICI

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

We wanna be remembered we're six feet under
For hip hoppin' not robbings, beatings or plunder
At the moment I'm not dead like David
Double platinum means you gotta be up daisies

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

It's useless, it's crap, never be in the sun
How can I be a pop when I can't buy a gun?
Jimmy Morrison overdosed in the
I know, hang myself with my scarf

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

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

To the station, a petrol can
"Five please", I say to the man
All set up an' to burn
The wheel on my lighter just turn

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Suicide is a
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I be famous after I die

Proven fact, man, if dead you sell more
drummer from Def Leppard
His arm has made 30 times than he has

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

They 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 think you can overdose on Beecham's Flu Plus
I think one of the blokes off of Dad's army is still
I think he's Martin in Eastenders, innit?

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