Luyện nghe bài hát Trash Flavored Trash

I've
twenty-two in this zoo of broken faces.
Parents, and school children me sit on this neon nest, naked.

There's a in a cage,
love to a switchblade.
There's a man bars,
abandoned cars.
There's a in shackles,
building out of bibles.
And piano vines and the men in the pines.
That round, and round, and round, and round, and round.

(come on, on!)
Take me to the pit of pregancies.
(come on, on, come on!)
I wear the skin of a magazine baby.
(come on, on!)
Take me to the pit of pregancies
(come on, come on, on!)
the five news is a fucking fantasy.

I stole the rice from the beggar's death
in zoo of broken faces.
I a widow that she was beautiful,
when of her smile was missing.
And I've done all my
gun gun equals bang bang bang.
And I've my division;
trash into trash equals flavored trash.

I wanna see more dirty
(Around, around, around, around, around)
Take me to the hall of faces
(Around, around, around, around, around)

There's a girl behind chicken wire up ghosts.
a housewife in a cage, that vacuums all day.
There's a boy in a toupee in resumes.
And the teeth-heads no eyes
on the carousel that spin
round and round and round and and round.

and, payed my admission.
and, paid my submission.
and, I've the petition.
and, I've my addition.
and, I've my division.
yeah, I've my division.
I've done my
trash into trash equals flavored trash.