Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I cut my legs and tits off
I think of Boris Karloff and Kinski
In the dark of the
It me dream of Nosferatu
on the isle of Doctor Moreau
Oh it be lovely
I was thinking Peter
When things got pretty as I
to the Brandenburg Gate
I was feeling perhaps Id been napping
And Id ate
A heart can tear you apart
On a to 8 shift
A graveyard romance can only give one
As the tombstones and breathe
Feeling happy when my heart got
On a Sunday
I dreamt of breezes going through the
And stars were illumed
I have three hearts that I keep
to relate
To normal feelings and the nightime
And some absynthe so late
The cook got drunk and all the whores they
the size of dessert plates
But me Im happy cause I got my nappy
And some to set me straight
Im just a small town girl who wants to give it a
While my still hold me straight
Straight up to illusion and fantasys
Of reality mixed with
Im just a small town girl whos give life a whirl
Looking at the Gate