Luyện nghe bài hát Bloik!

Yaaaaaaaaaw!
Dick Head was a pratt, he drove a Skoda with extra on,
dickin' prattin',
Looked like a tampon.
to chat the birds up,
He'd end up bleedin',
It's tough when you from Bollington,
all the interbreeding.
in the evening,
in his bitter.
"Excuse me Mrs. Woman, do you it up the shitter?"
Guess in the pint pot?
ten in the dick,
It's best to take those glasses off when chatting up Stez Styx.
Do you fancy out on a bastard,
An' us a couple of beers?
She said, "I'd sit on me finger,
Or go and have a smear."
Bloik.
So Dick went to Soho,
And he for a 69,
"Gissus the beads up love,
You'd not waste me time."
The whore had had for dinner,
She up his nose,
He said, "I'm not payin' knacker's head for of those!"
Do you fancy out on a bastard,
Do you want packet of crisps?
Or what about a bag of pork
Do you mind if I just weigh up tits...
Whheey!
Metal.
Do you going out on a bastard,
An' buying us a of beers?
She said, "I'd sit on me finger,
Or go and a cervical smear."
Bloik.