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.

a girl in a cage,
making to a switchblade.
There's a man bars,
milking cars.
There's a 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 wear the of a magazine baby.
(come on, on!)
Take me to the pit of celebrity
(come on, on, come on!)
the o'clock news is a fucking fantasy.

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

I wanna see more dirty
(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, vacuums all day.
There's a boy in a speaking in resumes.
And the with no eyes
on the carousel rides that
and round 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, done my division.
done my division;
trash into equals trash flavored trash.