Luyện nghe bài hát Trash Flavored Trash

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

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

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

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

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

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

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