Luyện nghe bài hát Subterranean

Gordy's lightin smoking dope slashing tires
Brian Giffens lyin about the he's pullin in
smoking crack sayin I got a problem
Drinking too much and heroin
Skinhead Lori got the glory bass a different story
Benny stole the sign right off the club
got a job
Erin out on the nob
Knucklehead went to jail
A subterranean perfume a creepin round my nose
I know I'm the creetins and deceitful lyin whores
I walk along these for all of them I own
A destitute hopeless man barely any clothes
Packs of lies like keep me runnin the night
Well I've a decade in the vulture's line of sight
When the rivers of the begin to overflow
I wait there for the spirits and I eat them to the
there's a carnival of souls in the factory cells
Where the prophets promise you Heaven and Hell
I scourge the underbelly of the city's seedy
I monopolize in lawlessness and bribes
I'm the Anti-Christ a
I a sacrifice
I ain't so nice so be pure instinct I've survived
Mocking screams with laughter after you I'm after
I'm the that brings the rapture and the seals I've opened wide
Robert up loaded got pissed off and exploded
Yellin at Wes the skin for beer
Root came on in to calm it all down
Said, man we all gotta be in here
Dibble in his own war joined the Provo Marine corps
Alicia's got a problem with her man
and Burl and some girl went to the end of the world Looking for weed from Joe Lenihan

...Hey! This is Lars over here... and I tell you what, I'm just as fucked up as all those guys. But you know, that's the way I remembered it. The Skunx. Yeah, the crew, the Skunx. That song's for all you guys. You know, past, the present, the dead, the alive. I'll always remember you...