Luyện nghe bài hát Shutter Buggin'

Dog eats dog. and take - take and giving.
Hands that feed. A gotta make a living.
barbeque. Station wagon. Nice dream.
Selling and men's magazines and ice cream.
There's all kinds of hunger pains, and hormones,
500 flavors, drugs and pornos.
You it, I got it. Low-life, high-strung.
I just wanna the game, get fat and die young.
I go to church, pay my taxes, smile nice, won't
I understand your needs and frankly I don't care.
He to be a cowboy and she wants to be an actress.
I want to stash some money under my mattress.
Wine and candy, and dandy. Old and proper unity.
be damned, I see a golden opportunity:
Women with hips and brains instead of scrounging for and change.
Ships and planes. heel shoes and whips and chains...

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Flashy-flash! the birdy!
Trashy-trash! the dirty

Mail order fantasies. for shipment.
I got a good eye for and some camera equipment.
My sister's friends me Mr. Lens. I'm focused.
The girl door becomes a goddess like hocus-pocus.
Studio and bondage gear hangs on coat hooks.
of fetishes written down in some notebooks.
The customer's always right even if you say wrong.
I don't always ask and the girls just play along.
Venus in furs, nylon, go-go boots.
There's always an exuberant at the photo shoots.
and harnesses. Whatever else if it pleases.
Plus, some 8mm films of some teases.
Two pretty girls in broad daylight, they
Play fight and tie each up if the pay's right.
and next door neighbours, it's a funny biz.
Not saying that I like it, it's just where the is...

(2x)Flashy-flash! the birdy!
Trashy-trash! Wash the

Tore up the rule book. convention.
Undaunted, drew unwanted attention.
Weirdos and do-gooders, big and minimals.
Women with serious and criminals.
Fifty thousand names on the mailing estimated.
Under attack, tested and investigated.
Juvenile my ass! What is this shit?!
by some of the same men that I do business with.
They focus on the negatives, treating us common crooks.
I'm an artist goddammit! They said the same thing comic books.
Who could have guessed it? a mob scene.
The is undeniable, but they say its obscene.
eagle, American beauty: Stranger and splendid.
Major offended. as nature intended.
a bad taste in some peoples mouths, maybe bitter.
Don't your manure, I'm an entrepreneur not a babysitter...

the birdy, Wash, Wash, Wash, Wash the birdy

Flashy-flash!
Trashy-trash! (wash wash)
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Wash the