Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box

Yo, girl
Can you hear that? It's our song
Are you Take a nap
not afraid of the dark? Are you?

You hear the beat as it makes ya not go to sleep
I knock on Dakota's door, its so I go to creep
'Round the back, binoculars, not cause I wanna peep
But I'm hungry, she smells like tacos I wanna eat

of hot chocolaty marshmallows, all so sweet
With sugar plums, oh look, here comes Marshall, on your street
placing hot, smoldering charcoals beneath your feet
Now on 'em, he's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek

a Thanksgiving turkey, a holiday ham
Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry jam
Flavor my graham crackers with JonBent Ramsey
I guess a day Jack the Ripper is all that I am

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep
(My box)
But I can you, my love, you keep calling me
(My box)
And when we're apart, you mean the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I answer
(My box)

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls
(My box)
I hear my box, playing a song for me
(My box)
So when she twirls and do a whirl for me
(My box)
Won't you be my private little
(My box)

I almost look comatose, who wants to be Gross!
I foam a doberman, mouth open, I overdose
Put coke up my nostrils, in both my and I plug my nose
My quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged, I know

I put on my mother's make-up, get naked, and run
Wavin' the gun around, I I'm down to a hundred pounds
There's thunder, I wonder how it rains but the sun is out?
The devil's upset with his wife, they be sluggin' it out

I must be buggin' the fuck out, but what the fuck
Voices are leading me up to the attic, I my house
They and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box
Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do? It's

I it and open it, but it's stuffed full of human parts
I dig 'til I find it, I wind it up, and the tune starts
Its playing a song, so and the room is dark
The moon is full, I a funeral, guess I'll loom in the park

(My box)
'Cause the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
But I can hear you, my love, you calling me
(My box)
And we're worlds apart, you mean the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I will
(My box)

(My box)
'Cause when the are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
I hear my music box, a song for me
(My box)
So when she twirls around and do a for me
(My box)
Won't you be my little dancer?
(My box)

I'm fixated on asphyxiating and this little chick's
like a pixie stick the sick Satan worshippin'
Bitches get horse-whippin's, I'm in the
Through the back door, slippin' through the leavin' the corpse drippin'

The mortician of love, sent from above
And treat 'em all when cheat them all, stingy I've
Been doin' this for than a quarter century, I'm just numb
Am I dreamin', is it real? Someone me on the buns

The time has come to tie her up, gotta me the ladder
I've had enough of the chatter, up to the window, look at her
Then in, slowly shatter her brain matter and batter her
With the bat, a matter of that will splatter her

But before I do that, I'll a chat to flatter her
her two compliments, back-to-back, like
"Tabatha, I'm your secret admirer, I'm to ravish ya"
So strong is fight, but your no match for Dracula

Prolonging her plight, as I go to stabbin' her
her limbs, simple as that, cadaver her
Zoom in with the lens, pan back, the camera
Stand back, 'cause comes your man Jack, so Pamela

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep
(My box)
But I can hear you, my love, you calling me
(My box)
And we're worlds apart, you mean the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I will
(My box)

(My box)
when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
I hear my music box, playing a for me
(My box)
So when she twirls around and do a for me
(My box)
Won't you be my private dancer?
(My box)