Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

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

Ride the rhythms
On the midnight train to
Ride the rhythms

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never touch me 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 my eyes
Here Christ on crutches

"Call me wet trampoline," she said
Well I was too with my hand
"Shake well before use," she
But you touch me anymore
I was busy listening for sex
Coming 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 kicks on six
I get my on channel six

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

And here comes another God, 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 in my 501s
Freeze with a new religion
And my teeth stuffed back in my

I get my kicks on six
The light it burns my eyes and I so dirty
Here Christ on crutches

I'll be confused
be confused
They me confused
I will not be confused another man
pressure of opinions

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

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