Luyện nghe bài hát The Light In My Little Girl's Eyes

The looked kind of different - harsher colours sharper
angles. Shops stacked high stereos and rows of magazines. Smells
of coffee, glossy limousines. The sun on the chromium. Slant
eyes drowning in the light. Lights turned red as elbows jabbed,
snarled and luck turned sour, screamed! Brakes were
screeching! were pumping, ribs were crunching... Crushing,
deeper...
The street looked of different. The paving stones were playing
cards, and cried out as I skipped from the red to the black. a
joke about the joker, all the kings, threw a ring to the
blackest queen who ushered me away to the in the square where
the so cold and it gets so lonely in the night.
She whispered sleazy secrets on the by the TV. 3D visions of a
soapflake, trumpets blared, a voice declared: "Are you dirty?"
Yes but also very pleased. applause, felt the claws in my back,
backwards, rocking forwards in the groove. The earth moved!
The moved! We rolled on the felt, knocked the vases off the
shelf... Watched ourselves in the mirror, like animals cannibals!
And you ate my ear so I nibbled on shoulder... Rolled your tongue
up in my hands - I swallowed it whole. Flesh by the second
until all that were the eyes, mine brown, yours black. Tilted
back, we stared at the hollywood sunset. now... it looks so
tonight. The light in my little girl's eyes...