Luyện nghe bài hát Wore Out The Soles Of My Party Boots

Life is fast but I don't wanna live you
you are my only roots
I was the king of the drug, booze
Now I've out the soles of my party boots

So call me shit faced, of Disgrace'
I care 'cause my outer skin
Is thick like and a liver that's rusted out
Now, I'm on a

Everybody wants to give a outta me
I won't give it but I'll ambivalence
I memory box 'cause my memory blocks me
From weeks

All the blacked out nights into white out
gray matter damagings
So me Fat Fuck, geriatric punk rock
Give it straight 'cause I

A verbal beating from an audience
And a with no concern
Everybody wants to give a outta me
I won't it but I'll give irresponsiveness

Everybody wants to me up again
I go but the price keeps going up
Going down is simple and
Laying low but it cynical
I'm on the wagon and it's a drag
a key kick, shot and a drag

Evidently no one likes a
Or an old bitterness
So I'm for the tap
On my 'cause we're all getting older not better
The laughs are no with us

So call me Fat Fuck, punk
me Fat Fuck, geriatric punk
Call me Fat Fuck, geriatric
faced, Master of Disgrace