Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I cut my legs and tits off
When I think of Boris Karloff and
In the of the moon
It me dream of Nosferatu
Trapped on the of Doctor Moreau
Oh wouldnt it be
I was thinking Peter
When things got gory as I
Crossed to the Brandenburg
I was feeling perhaps Id been napping
And Id ate
A heart can tear you apart
On a midnight to 8
A romance can only give one chance
As the weave and breathe
Feeling happy when my got beating
On a Sunday
I dreamt of breezes going the treeses
And stars were still
I have three hearts that I keep
Trying to
To feelings and the nightime reelings
And absynthe drunk so late
The cook got drunk and all the whores shrunk
Onto the of dessert plates
But me Im cause I got my little nappy
And opium to set me straight
Im just a small town girl who wants to it a whirl
While my looks still hold me
Straight up to and fantasys fusion
Of mixed with drink
Im just a small town girl whos gonna give life a
at the Brandenburg Gate