Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

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

Ride the sainted
On the train to Romford
Ride the rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well use," she said
You touch me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

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

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

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 my eyes and I feel dirty
And the light blinds my eyes and I so shaken in my faith
Here comes on crutches

And here comes God, here comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, with a of sugar
And a velvet and designer voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me the emptiness in my 501s
Freeze dried with a new
And my teeth stuffed back in my

I get my on channel six
The light it burns my eyes and I so dirty
Here comes on crutches

I'll be confused
Never be
They me confused
I will not be confused another man
This of opinions

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

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