Luyện nghe bài hát Trash Flavored Trash

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

There's a in a cage,
love to a switchblade.
There's a man bars,
milking cars.
a priest in shackles,
building out of bibles.
And piano wire 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 the skin of a magazine baby.
(come on, on!)
Take me to the pit of pregancies
(come on, come on, on!)
the o'clock news is a fucking fantasy.

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

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

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

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