Luyện nghe bài hát Piss Factory

Sixteen and to pay off
I get this job in a factory inspecting pipe
Forty hours, thirty-six a week
But it's a paycheck,

So hot in here, hot Sahara
You faint from the heat
But these bitches are just too lame to
Too goddamned grateful to get job

To know they're getting up the ass
All women, they got no teeth or gum or cranium
And the way they suck hot
But me, well, I wasn't sayin' too much

I was school girl, hard-working asshole
I figured I was speedo
I had to my dough, had to earn my dough

But no, you gotta, you relate, babe
You gotta find the within
boss slides up to me and he says
"Hey sister, you're just too fast
You're screwin' up the
You're your piece work too fast"

"Now you get off your mustang,
You goin' nowhere, you ain't goin' nowhere"
I layed back, I get my nerve up, I take a swig of
And walk up to hot Dot Hook and I say

"Hey, hey sister, it don't matter whether I do fast or slow
There's more labor after
She's real Catholic, see, she her cross and she says
is one reason, there is one reason"

"You do it my way or I push your in
We knee you in the
If you don't get off get off your mustang, Sally
If you don't it up, baby, shake it up, baby"

Twist and shout, oh what I could will a here
James singing 'I Lost Someone'
Or the Jesters and the Paragons and Georgie
The guy the goods and Guided Missiles

But no, I got nothin', no diversion, no
Nothing here but a porthole in the plaster, in the
Where I look down, look at Sweet Theresa's
All those nurses, all those nuns scattin'
With their bloom hoods cats in mourning

Oh to me, they, you
To me they look pretty free down there
Down there, not to press those smooth
Not to smooth those hands against hot steel

Not having to worry the in-speed
The dogma of of labor
Oh then they put damn down there
The way they smell, the way smell
And here I gotta be up here smellin' Dot midwife sweat
I would rather smell the way boys

Oh, those schoolboys, way their flap
Under the desk in the study
That odor rising and ammonia
And way their dicks droop like

Or the way they smell that acrid smell
But no, I gotta, I gotta put lady in my nostril
Her against the wheel, me against the
Oh, the in-speed-o, motion inspection is drivin' me insane

In steel next to Dot Hook, oh, we may look the
Shoulder to sweatin' 110 degrees
But I will never faint, I will faint
They laugh and they expect me to faint but I will faint

I refuse to lose, I refuse to fall
you see it's the monotony that's got to me
Every afternoon like the one
Every afternoon like a rerun to Dot Hook

And yeah, we the same
Both pumpin' steel, both
But you she got nothin' to hide
And I got something to hide here called

I got something to here called desire
And I will get out of
You know the fiery potion is just about to
In my nose is the of sugar

And I got nothin' to hide here, desire
And I'm gonna go, I'm gonna get out of
I'm get out of here, I'm gonna get on that train
And I'm gonna go on train and go to New York City

I'm be somebody
I'm getting, gonna get on that
Go to New City

I'm gonna be so big, I'm gonna be a big and I will never return
return, no, never return, to burn at this piss factory
And I travel light, oh, watch me now