Luyện nghe bài hát Piss Factory

Sixteen and to pay off
I get this job in a piss inspecting pipe
Forty hours, thirty-six a week
But a paycheck, Jack

So hot in here, hot like
You could faint from the
But these bitches are just too to understand
Too goddamned grateful to get job

To they're getting screwed up the ass
All women, they got no teeth or gum or cranium
And the way they suck hot
But me, well, I sayin' too much neither

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

But no, you gotta, you gotta relate,
You gotta the rhythm within
Floor slides up to me and he says
"Hey sister, you're just movin' too
You're screwin' up the
You're doin' your piece too fast"

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

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

"You do it my way or I push face in
We you in the John
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 radio
James Brown singing 'I Lost
Or the Jesters and the Paragons and Woods
The guy with the goods and Missiles

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

Oh to me, they, you
To me they look damn free down there
there, not having to press those smooth
Not having to smooth those hands against hot

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

Oh, those schoolboys, way legs flap
Under the desk in the hall
That odor rising and ammonia
And way dicks droop like lilacs

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm gonna be
I'm getting, get on that train
Go to New York

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