Luyện nghe bài hát Trash Flavored Trash

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

a girl in a cage,
making to a switchblade.
There's a man bars,
abandoned cars.
There's a in shackles,
bombs 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!)
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 celebrity
(come on, on, come on!)
the five o'clock news is a fantasy.

I the rice from the beggar's death bowl
in this zoo of faces.
I told a that she was beautiful,
when of her smile was missing.
And done all my addition;
gun gun equals bang bang bang.
And done my division;
trash into trash equals trash trash.

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

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

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