Luyện nghe bài hát Steak For Chicken (Acoustic Version)

Mardi Gras came and
All my money has been
How am I pay the rent?
Sitting on your face, on my ass
Who mistook the for chicken?
Who am I stick my dick in?
We're not kids, sitting on the couch
My life, I was a high roller, my former life, I had a sister
Walked in a diamond stroller, I abused her and I dissed her
Found my as a part-time bowler, she got swept up in a twister
Traded my wife in for a new three holer, I laughed and then I missed her
Who these baths for showers?
Who fucked up leaning tower?
We're not those kids, on the couch
Oh get on a and ride away
Live on birthday cake each day, different dreams than
Tell grandparents that they're gay, tell your grandma, you're okay
Steal their money and run away, kiss her and run away
'Cause me and my are so smart
We invented this new kind of art we this new kind of dart

Post-Modernist Throwing Darts, hit A Bulls-eye, cut a
Smoking and cutting, crack
Who mistook this crap for genius? Who is on the ceiling?
Who is gonna stroke my penis? Who is gonna my feelings?
We're not kids, sitting on the couch
Oh people are shiny like a brand new book, even your mother is a
But if you get a look, but if I get a closer look
There's shit on every hand you shook, shit on every road you took
If you don't believe me, at your hand, if you don't believe me, read the book
Who made all things for killing? Somebody's making a killing
pussy hole needs filling? Who's empty heart needs filling?
We're not those kids, on the couch
Who mistook the steak for chicken? Who am I gonna stick my in?
not those kids, sitting on the couch