Luyện nghe bài hát USA Nails

Fingers:
Prisoner: "operator I you.
Operator, I would never you...
Operator I love to see your face up against the glass.
I need to hear the way your tastes in my ear..."

"Put the receiver to your chest
and let me know who you best."

Prisoner: "The sheriff said that my baby is dead.
They found him in trash can, blue all clenched and chewed.
Don't judge me, I'm not his mother,
I couldn't even recognize his face, his of wax,
his skin a subway running over spinal tracks.
Operator can I you?
They got an ounce of proof!
Those pigs locked me up to see what i'd rot into!
(It me it was my false tiger limbs..
It me it was the garbage gryphon!)
When i walk i wald alone (operator on!),
when I you through the phone (operator come on)
and these lonely eyes,
the love scenes grafted to the sky are me cry...
(oh baby)
I get one call a day from Molson County jail...

1-900-USA-NAILS.
98 cents per minute cash or credit, or debit...

(noticeable pause)

Operator-rator wont you tell me again!
Operator-rator yeah my only friend!

Operator: "Do you remember that night in the back of car...
strumming the chords of pubic guitar...
the way you tasted a movie star...
the way the windsheild the sunrise,
the way the light your thighs...
You're the beautiful girl in the whole wide world...
your time is up, till next time! We'll you a bill."

Listen....
can you the buildings crumbling in slow motion?
Blow me up like a we'll float over the ocean!
Listen...can you hear them me away,
don't the fucking guards what i've said.
Can you see the angels stringing through my face?

Operator: Meet me next week, same time, place.