Luyện nghe bài hát Guts

The in the short sleeves fucked my wife
Did it and split
Back home, fresh as a to Maisy, oh Maisy

And the twelve-bore it stood in the
operatic in its self disgust
It blew him all over the room floor
Like parrot shit, parrot spit, parrot shit was

Now suppose it was someone
Someone we all know
Embarrassing denouement, ne c'est
Familiar

And would go the secret plot
The piss had the hole in the pot
Like that ancient teenage
From soul to poison, soul to poison,

Guts, guts, got no
And stitches help at all
Guts, guts, got no

Holes in the body, in the legs
Holes in the forehead, in the head
Holes in the body, in the legs
There should be holes at all
There should never be at all

So kill all you want or
sure, do it right
Dead is dead and nails forget

And then you'll
How the waster and the
Get to like one another

In the end, in the end
In the end, in the end
In the end, in the end
In the end, in the end