Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Snake Sundae (6 10)

I hear a little
And it comes whinging in over the sea of a thousand fat
The little voice whinges for something and heavy
A little 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 to scrape away the shell-shock
And I says shake it, shake it, it
For five minutes
And we are blowing it up like
And to fabulous waste
Come and yourselves
I come and eat up something
Deliver
wet cherries on a Blind Snake Sundae
And to fabulous waste
Come and deliver
Oh come and leave all your food lying down in the
And to the Cook-House rock
I said to the Cook-House rock
Listen to it, listen to it,
to the Cook-House rock
I hear another little voice, as before
Except a bit poorer and wasted
Whinging for something
By god fat boy, fat
Beer dribbling down weak little chin
I not let you in
And yes, I smell something cooking
Something and weak
And ridiculous
And to fabulous waste
Come and yourselves
I says and clean up something
Deliver
With a wet on a Blind Snake Sundae
And to this fabulous
Come and deliver
I leave all your food lying down in the dust
And listen to the Cook-House
I says listen to the rock
Listen to it, to it, listen