Luyện nghe bài hát Tales Facing Up

Me and my brother's old lady out and got stinking,
She solved her curiosities me by the railroad tracks.
She said I reminded her of him before he drinking
And banging the babysitter time she turned her back.
I we up the sunroof and smoked a big ole joint
And drank a case of Pabst Ribbon listening to the crickets and trains.

Every so often she'd into narcotic rambling.
Moon and mascara. I've always a holy terror.
Temptations every where.
If mind's in the gutter, Beware!

You'll me there.
Me and a friend talking after the funeral.
She said it should have been me but I'm still around and I so wild,
I'm surprised I made it to the grade,
And all my dead friends settled down.

My were puffy and she asked if I'd been crying.
I 'tears are for pussies' but who was I kidding.
So we at the bar and drank them dry. Beer and tequila.
always been a thrill seeker.
But thrills are a dime a dozen days.

And I found a in the gutter today.
Tails up. Still fucking up.
Still up.
A funny thing on my way to a strange way of thinking.