Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake before use," she said
You never touch me anymore way
in, receiver out
You let me in through the back

Ride the rhythms
On the train to Romford
Ride the rhythms

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

And I'm so and the light blinds my eyes
oh so dirty and the light, it blinds my eyes
Here comes on crutches

"Call me wet trampoline," she today
I was too busy with my hand
"Shake before use," she said
But you touch me anymore
I was busy listening for sex
Coming through the back door in skin trunks
And we all mental and danced

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

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

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

I get my on channel six
The it burns my eyes and I feel so dirty
Here Christ on crutches

never be confused
Never be
They left me
I will not be with another man
This pressure of

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

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