Luyện nghe bài hát Shutter Buggin'

Dog eats dog. and take - take and giving.
that feed. A man's gotta make a living.
Charcoal barbeque. wagon. Nice dream.
cigarettes 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, nice, won't swear
I don't understand your needs and I don't care.
He wants to be a cowboy and she to be an actress.
I just want to stash some under my mattress.
Wine and candy, and dandy. Old and proper unity.
Community be damned, I see a golden
with hips and brains instead of scrounging for tips and change.
Ships and planes. heel shoes and whips and chains...

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

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

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

up the rule book. Flaunted convention.
Undaunted, drew unwanted attention.
and do-gooders, big shots and minimals.
Women with problems and criminals.
Fifty thousand names on the list estimated.
Under attack, being and investigated.
Juvenile delinquency my ass! is this shit?!
Fought by some of the same men that I do with.
They focus on the negatives, us like common crooks.
I'm an goddammit! They said the same thing about comic books.
Who could guessed it? Created a mob scene.
The is undeniable, but they say its obscene.
Spread eagle, beauty: Stranger and splendid.
offended. Naked as nature intended.
Leaves a bad taste in peoples mouths, maybe bitter.
Don't want your manure, I'm an not a babysitter...

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

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