Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Snake Sundae (6 10)

I hear a little
And it comes whinging in over the sea of a fat faces
The little voice whinges for loud and heavy
A line of beer running down his chinny-chin
Oh my god a fat little skin
And I something cooking
Something soft, something
Something completely
In the was the word
It come to scrape away the
And I says shake it, it, shake it
For another minutes
And we are blowing it up like
And to this fabulous
Come and deliver
I says come and eat up
Deliver
With wet cherries on a Blind Sundae
And to this fabulous
Come and yourself
Oh come and leave all your food down in the dust
And listen to the Cook-House
I listen to the Cook-House rock
to it, listen to it, listen
Listen to the Cook-House
I hear another little voice, same as
Except a bit poorer and wasted
Whinging for loud
By god fat boy, fat
Beer dribbling down your little chin
I not let you in
And yes, I smell something cooking
Something small and
And ridiculous
And to this waste
Come and deliver
I come and clean up something
yourself
With a wet on a Blind Snake Sundae
And to fabulous waste
and deliver yourself
I says leave all your food lying in the dust
And to the Cook-House rock
I says listen to the Cook-House
to it, listen to it, listen