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,
milking cars.
There's a in shackles,
building out of bibles.
And piano 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 wanna the skin of a magazine baby.
(come on, on!)
Take me to the pit of pregancies
(come on, on, come on!)
the five o'clock is a fucking fantasy.

I stole the rice from the death bowl
in zoo of broken 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 I've my division;
into trash equals trash flavored trash.

I wanna see dirty places
(Around, around, around, around, around)
Take me to the hall of 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.
There's a boy in a toupee 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, paid my submission.
and, seen the petition.
and, I've my addition.
and, I've my division.
yeah, I've my division.
I've done my
trash trash equals trash flavored trash.