Luyện nghe bài hát Vyrna Knowl Is A Headbanger

She bangs a
She a bat
She bangs a ball and her cat
She her head
Against the
She bangs her and slides her fat
She Handel in her flat
Her man is
In greasy
A split tomato in his
A crumpled
to the sea
Tomato heart gas
She has her man in rubber
Of all the people that I
The I like I love the best
The in the sewer pipes
The man is yellow stripes
At I'm not a coathanger
Knowl you're a headbanger

She her fag
She her cyst
She gun around her rug
She her fang
She her foot
She hamsters in a squat
Her on his marshmallow pout
His head is
to burst
Fresh ale and on melon halves were like enstrung
Around her
You wind up somewhere cheap
And die a compost heap
Well all the people I don't
The I do I hate the most
The father of mankind
'S to drive a poor boy blind
At least I'm not a
Vyrna Knowl a headbanger

She bangs it once and that's no
She it twice and both her eyes
dangle out on yo-yo strings
Her head branches on a sheath
And Vyrna bubbles on the
"My heart is full of soap," she
A of stalk
And leaves
And then eat
Her skull it ____ and
And an egg
It dribbles down inside leg
Don't get me I'm quite okay
She a cat
She tounges a
She transistors in a lake
She her head
Far the door
I what she does that for
I wonder she think I gots
Yeah, listen
(Shutdown)
There ain't nothing in but your own sweet mind
(Shutdown)
If it you we can turn it off
(Shutdown)
With your silly red shoes and grecian urn
(Shutdown)
And your feet potted out of a veiled
(Shutdown)
Like an overweight butteyfly on a thin red
A rotting statue on a feathery
you one summer's morn
At least I'm not a
Kowl you're a headbanger