Luyện nghe bài hát The Ceiling Is Bendin'

Well, it's in a liquor store
In Texas on
Dali watches
From his window in a

is a rock star
Who destroys all He
is a cowboy
Who is dressed up like a

She isn't as depressed as she to be
Come on here, my dear

Well, I hold my head real
So I can't see far
They've got all Vietnamese
stuffed into jars

They've got all things
That make them look like way in
They use plastics
On bods instead of skin

She isn't as as she used to be
Come on here, my dear

If I had to talk to
When I mind so much
But it so long to get there
Can't remember I was
And I wouldn't to talk to you even if I could

The is bendin' on my telephone
Everything's gettin' weird and my skin falls my bones