Luyện nghe bài hát Got No Mind

Tonight the city is of....radios
And all the distortion pedals are
There's sonic youth posters up onto the...ceiling
And the roof is down on my brain
why
I got no
I got no
Got no

Somebody burned the picnic
And somebody their own ass by mistake
And the cliches are eaten up
By the termites the malt liquor
And the guitar tuners and the pussy galore
why
I play all
I got no
so fine

And the big radio is pumping up and down
thru the hoops
Making motion seem like forever
air conditioning and brand new nails
And phone calls from in chicago
...why
Pay no
Got no
outside

So turn up the
And to your devils
And bust out your tennis shoes and mayonnaise
It's all the situations and all the
And all the that make you
Breed off the
why
I pay no
(cough) got no
Might need a drop

Well verses and sounds
Falling like and pounds of
Sand from the heavens
And she dangles like a
thru the steering wheels
And pantyhose
why
I pay no
Sleep in
Put out cds

The are amplifying
The things you never knew
Could be the same as you
There's and plugs
And slugs out into the paint thinner
why
I pay no
I pay no
Got no

swivel chairs and sunglasses
And your fully-blown out scenes of
Turn up the and the treble
And them all the nasty things that you can
Stick into paper
your pen
Shove pen up into the air
everything and
Like you just care
But it good
you pull off the scenery
And there's puppets and dollar
And there's pills
And there's and there's potato chips
And the is runnin low
And nowhere else to go
So let's go
666 up
I'm all my lows
And I'm lowering all my