Luyện nghe bài hát ZZZ Top

Somebody in a cultivated moment of
Composed to artfully carve Zoso in his desk
was probably thinking fuck you fuck you fuck you in they head
With a hell bound arm and a acidy
Homemade a thousand o'clock
And a pot leaf tattoo his friend did
a badge of mystique that technically sucked
Taking the name of the in vain
On the way to the in his locker, it's strange
A switch he lifted a siblings Skippy jar
Who branched off into stars
And never knew his shit was
To here with a higher
And a prime to juvenile beserkers
Like kush Van Morrison an Arcade Floor
Down to the time for miss Ahkmar, watch
Capital Z(ed), maneuver the O
S is the most to control
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Into the eye of Goliath you
That levee crushing
pull the monkey up right
Twelve or blaster
her technicolor telecaster
Lecture at a rate
The class was them develop backwards
It would appear you spelled out all the

in a cultivated moment of distrust,
composed enough to magic-marker Zulu on these chucks,
they was tryin to do the font from renegades of funk,
in a 3d frame of exploding brick, and whiz-lines for the motion sick,
beyond gross but evoked a host of oh dip where a social neurosis owned the whole strip, heart of a cat with a lark in his mouth in the marrow of waiting his guardians out, flashlight, chisel tips, milked venom, pistol grip, images relocated from milled to scissor kick, silent agreement at hand, king of the hill for a queen of the damned, she in the doorway seething began that clean white pair had a 3-year planl, oops, capital zed, radical u in the cut, truly to beautiful l"oser it up, and he done, collateral damage a future alum, that key to Shambala, planet rocking, Bambaatta, sample chop, churning out a cancer for the vandal squad, analog, and he finds, animated colors on a page, like synthesized cultures on a stage

Somebody in a moment of resolve,
composed enough to publicize "the Zeros in this stall,
they was every dog and pony previously scrawled,
a festering hate for the gum drop edge, disco sucks tee,
punks not dead, but a transient teen unsung godsend, via 3 bar chords and a mugshot grin, cheese, of a runaway tone in the face of authority thumbing nose, cutting its teeth,
pretzled up in order vinyl,
and birds dip their belts in little metal porcupine quills,
2 at a show in the front,
low-key to the can for a and a fuck, Trixie,
fixing her lipstick up, his mitts got bit by the mischief bug,
snatchl, zed, terrible e in vermillion red,
gimme an 0 and a s, over a web of the shittiest bands,
that beat your heart out, never bleeped your favorite parts out from a learned curve, of bird fingers out of germs burns, urgently,
offered the circuits ofan earlier plot, Ill see you at the
they ask how you, feeling you, tell em you,
feeling like, something important died screaming, you, em you, feeling like, something even more important arrived breathing,
you should probably try feeding,
When they as how you, you, tell em you, living like,
something important died hissing, you, em you,
living like, something even more important giving,
you should probably try willing