Luyện nghe bài hát Your World Customer

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

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

"I you think you have a job
but the whole world knows ended.
Why do you laugh at the of the senile god
on whom your life depended?"

Shop-soiled and
in a not clearly seen
You'll no Armegeddon, no more screams
dreams...

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

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

"Now I'm a punchdrunk sailor who cannot land,
an exhausted in a grain of sand.
They who can't be frozen like a teenage
must be isolated and up in knots."

Fake and a lick of paint
and a change of name
by some 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, female or
No Santa, Elvis or Grail

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