Luyện nghe bài hát Hidden Track

So you've got balls now, on the run
Down on Newberry Street, seventeen of fun

Apes are overrated blocky, a kinky batch of pudding,
Garbage dump, pumpkin rot and candy gray

Werewolf in the flowerbed, perfect day for guy
This song was never meant to be
What's that ball in the sky?

The head from Texas, he can read my feet
A bruised and a liquid pixie
If friends were flowers, nothing gold can
Gun sexual sense and squeegee

Bees in the cookie jar, symphonic
the manifesto, are you? We don't care

Jacuzzis and bunnies, a broken set
G is in the outhouse, you can be my Mr. French
This old is shitting in the alley
I saw a picture of me on the Internet
Wearing Jesus new snowshoes, gee

If is crowded, then we shall sing
A hip for the kids in the back
For and the dripping of a faucet
Ride the bicycle on the tracks

Olympic mayonnaise, Thunder
Low vehicle stops and starts
Hollywood suspicion, the doctor had snake hearts