Luyện nghe bài hát USA Nails

Fingers:
Prisoner: "operator I you.
Operator, I would leave you...
Operator I love to see your face up against the glass.
I need to hear the way your tastes in my ear..."

Operator: "Put the to your chest
and let me who loves you best."

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

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

(noticeable pause)

Prisoner: Operator-rator wont you me again!
Operator-rator yeah you're my friend!

"Do you remember that night in the back of daddy's car...
strumming the of your pubic guitar...
the way you tasted like a star...
the way the reflected the sunrise,
the way the light your thighs...
the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world...
your time is up, till time! We'll send you a bill."

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

Meet me next week, same time, same place.