Luyện nghe bài hát Streamxsonik Subway

Flipped on my perceptik
Checked in with the Gods
For of bees and hogs
my day the perfect way

Burned the batch of funk
girl noise and choke style punk
Clapped it on and off I
To the subway

I need my iris scanned
As I smell the of electric tin
With purple lights I'm in
Wink the to minus ten

Fell asleep and missed my
Got by a low-beam cop
Got a ticket-patch for flop
Then me with his Jesus gun

That don't mean I'm shot yet
The glow of the whisper jet
It all means so to us
We below the rainbows rust

on my streetmatic clogs
Pushed through the hyped-out fervent
Found my way with jogs
New radio

State my name and locus
Paid the for crashing fame
The apprentice sparks his initial
The printout says, "Further"

Antique with rivered hair
Stream-x-sonic subway
in touch electric dear
Our lightmap together