Luyện nghe bài hát Wading Through A Ventilator

I fix my
I my frog
I fray my
I my dog
I my dirt
Across the
I squash my ___ just my grub
I ____ in a pub
My girl is
In greasy
A split in her mind
A heart
to the sea
Tomato
gas
I my girl has rubber skin
Of all the people that I
The ones I like I love the
The fishes in the sewer
The man in yellow stripes
It might not now but it be later
Wading through ventilator

I my fag
You your cyst
The Bob he
Licks my
And her fang
She tugs his
We think of things and laugh
Her on my marshmallow pout
My is rich
to burst
Without me in my car
Fresh ale and
On halves
You wind up somewhere cheap
And die upon a compost
Of all the people I don't
The ones I do I hate the
The father of mankind
'S enough to a poor boy blind
It might not now but it be later
Wading through your
I in and that's a fact
The meat was cut the was packed
You me with icy strings
As salami I was led
Into a holy stocking
My like antiseptic stings
A tounge of
And tender
And then eat
Her skull it and splits
And an egg
It down your inside leg
get me wrong I'm quite okay
I a cat
I sun a
She throws transistors in my
I her head
Far through the
You wonder I do that for
They wonder what she I gots
Listen
There ain't nothing in here but my own sweet
If it you we can turn it off
With my antelope and my raven's eye
And my buffalo heart and a crocodiles
And my salmon head wait on a moose's
A fungus on a hemoraged lawn
me one summers morn
I lost you now but I'll catch you
through your ventilator