Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Epic

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

the sainted rhythms
On the midnight to Romford
the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well use," she said
You never touch me this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, 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 Christ on

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

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

To the off peak
And the light blinds my and I feel dirty
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel so in my faith
Here Christ on crutches

And here another God, here comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, with a smell of
And a tongue and designer voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me through the emptiness in my
Freeze dried with a new
And my teeth stuffed back in my

I get my on channel six
The light it burns my eyes and I feel so
comes Christ on crutches

I'll never be
be confused
They left me
I will not be confused another man
pressure of opinions

"Lighten up, listen to eyes," you said
But all I could see was Doris Day in a big satellite
Disappearing down the tube hole on Farringdon
With whiplash Willy, the psycho

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