Luyện nghe bài hát Trash Flavored Trash

I've
twenty-two years in this zoo of 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,
bombs 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!)
Take me to the pit of pregancies.
(come on, on, come on!)
I wear the skin of a magazine baby.
(come on, on!)
me to the pit of celebrity pregancies
(come on, come on, on!)
the five news is a fucking fantasy.

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

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

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

and, payed 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 done my
into trash equals trash flavored trash.