Luyện nghe bài hát Travolta (Quote Unquote)

All behold the
A fleshy limbless
Sitting on a
So nasal

and remember silver ball
Contortions that he can't
The torso on a
The happiness melts dream

To talk is an sneeze
To is some foul air to breathe

One thought it lasts a day and at that rate he'll likely live forever!
He's a in flight, a hermaphrodite
And he himself as he fucks the world

His twitching brain can dance
Gyrating like gelatin
A secret means of
Acute and very

To see is colors crawling in the
To hear is stinking and lows

He's got an itch but nothing with which to scratch the itch - so it away

With his mouth sewn shut, he still shakes his
he's Hitler & Swayze & Trump & Travolta

Smell, Sweat, Movement.
dancing.
Disco.
Dimple.
Fading. Darker.
A fragrance.
Faint.
Everyone's without him.
did it go?
Dark.
Odorless.
Nothing.