Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never touch me this way
in, receiver out
You let me in the back door

the sainted rhythms
On the train to Romford
the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well use," she said
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
Well I was too busy my hand
"Shake before use," she said
But you never me anymore
I was busy listening for sex
Coming through the back door in skin trunks
And we all went mental and

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

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

And here another God, here comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, 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 back in my head

I get my on channel six
The light it burns my and I feel so dirty
Here comes Christ on

I'll never be
be confused
They left me
I not be confused with another man
This pressure of

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

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