Luyện nghe bài hát Slapped Actress

Don't tell my sister about your recent vision
Don't tell my family they're all strict Christian
tell the hangers on, don't tell your friends
Don't tell we went down to Ybor City again

Don't tell the dancers, they'll get distracted
tell the DJs, they already suspect us
Don't the bloodshed, don't mention the skins
Don't tell them, Ybor City almost us again

We are the theater, are the people
Dressed up to be seated, looking upwards and
We're the projectors, hosting the screening
dust in the spotlights, we're just kinda floating

Don't drop little hints, I don't want to guess
Don't Tampa, they'll just know all the rest
Don't mention bloodshed, don't tell them it
Don't say we saw angels, they'll take us straight to the

They queue up for to see the performance
They to get closer looking upwards with wonder
We are the actors, the are rolling
I'll be Ben Gazarra, be Gena Rowlands

actresses get slapped
Sometimes actresses get
Sometimes fights turn out bad
Sometimes actresses get

nights making it look real
Might end up someone hurt
Some nights it's entertainment
And some nights it's worse

They come in for the beating, sit in seating
They're holding their out for the body and blood now
We're the directors, our will hold steady
I'll be John Cassavetes, let me know when you're

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Man, we our own movies
Man, we make our own

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Man, we make our own
Man, we make our own

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa, whoa,