Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake before use," she said
You touch me anymore this way
in, receiver out
You let me in through the back

the sainted rhythms
On the train to Romford
Ride the sainted

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake before use," she said
You never me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

And I'm so dirty and the blinds my eyes
oh so dirty and the light, it blinds my eyes
Here comes on crutches

"Call me wet trampoline," she today
Well I was too with my hand
"Shake well use," she said
But you never me anymore
I was busy listening for sex
through the back door in skin tight trunks
And we all went and danced

I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six

To the off electricity
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel
And the light blinds my and I feel so shaken in my faith
comes Christ on crutches

And here comes another God, here comes God
a buffalo thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a velvet tongue and voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me through the in my 501s
Freeze dried a new religion
And my teeth stuffed in my head

I get my kicks on six
The light it burns my eyes and I so dirty
Here comes on crutches

never be confused
Never be
They me confused
I will not be confused another man
This pressure of

"Lighten up, listen to your eyes," you
But all I could see was Day in a big screen satellite
Disappearing down the hole on Farringdon Street
With whiplash Willy, the motor

Tthe light it my eyes
And the light it my eyes
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six