Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well use," she said
You never touch me anymore way
in, receiver out
You let me in the back door

the sainted rhythms
On the midnight train to
Ride the rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well use," she said
You never me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

And I'm so and the light blinds my eyes
You're oh so and the light, it blinds my eyes
Here comes Christ on

"Call me wet trampoline," she said
Well I was too busy with my
"Shake well use," she said
But you never touch me
I was busy for phone sex
Coming through the back in skin tight trunks
And we all mental and danced

I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six

To the off peak
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel
And the light blinds my and I feel so shaken in my faith
comes Christ on crutches

And here comes God, here comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, with a smell of
And a tongue and designer voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me through the emptiness in my
Freeze dried a new religion
And my stuffed back in my head

I get my kicks on six
The light it burns my and I feel so dirty
Here Christ on crutches

I'll be confused
be confused
They left me
I not be confused with another man
This of opinions

"Lighten up, listen to your eyes," you
But all I see was Doris Day in a big screen satellite
down the tube hole on Farringdon Street
With whiplash Willy, the psycho

Tthe it burns my eyes
And the light it burns my
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six