Luyện nghe bài hát Trash Flavored Trash

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

There's a in a cage,
making to a switchblade.
a man behind bars,
milking cars.
a priest in shackles,
building out of bibles.
And wire vines and the men in the pines.
That round, and round, and round, and round, and round.

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

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

I see more dirty places
(Around, around, around, around, around)
Take me to the hall of filthy
(Around, around, around, around, around)

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

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