Luyện nghe bài hát Your World Customer

In the bright-lit station, 3 A.M.
in a town active life is at an end
I was met by a man dressed in a panda fur
who said, "If I can keep smiling I can the world."
world?

"Lord Banana, Lord Paper Twine,
Lord Biting Yo-Yo, they're all of mine.
Trannie Dolequeue, Lord Private Zoo,
Lord Hanging and Lord Valium, too."

"I know you you have a job
but the whole world it's ended.
Why do you at the dying of the senile god
on whom your life depended?"

and broken
in a part not clearly
You'll have no Armegeddon, no more
dreams...

Your world, world, your world customer
Your world, your world, world, your world

I said, "I'm sure your faith in you cannot see
has made your slumbers sounder but it won't for me.
I am sick of fresh starts, of the promises I've
from my and others of a brighter world."

"Now I'm a punchdrunk sailor who picture land,
an exhausted atom in a of sand.
They who can't be frozen a teenage corpse
must be and tied up in knots."

Fake and a lick of paint
and a of name announced
by menswear dummy turned messenger
of a master name he cannot pronounce
You feast on bargain-basement
Get your self-delusions off the peg
No new hierarchy, or male
No Santa, Elvis or Holy

Shop-soiled and clueless, too to inspect
what both feeds and defets you--no
I'm beaten, but I still
this world, like a sentence
Without crime or or sin
so give the panda his skin
and give the berries their gin--CHORUS