Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake before use," she said
You touch me anymore this way
in, receiver out
You let me in through the door

Ride the 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,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

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

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

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

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

And here comes another God, comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, a smell of sugar
And a tongue and designer voodoo
Well I got sex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s
Freeze with a new religion
And my teeth back in my head

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

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

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

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