Luyện nghe bài hát Bloik!

Yaaaaaaaaaw!
Dick Head was a pratt, he a Skoda with extra lamps on,
dickin' prattin',
Looked a reuseable tampon.
to chat the birds up,
He'd end up bleedin',
It's tough you come 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 your chatting up Styx.
Do you going out on a bastard,
An' buying us a couple of
She said, "I'd sit on me finger,
Or go and a cervical smear."
Bloik.
So Head went to Soho,
And he for a 69,
"Gissus the beads up love,
better not waste me time."
The whore had had for dinner,
She up his nose,
He said, "I'm not payin' knacker's for sixty-nine of those!"
Do you fancy out on a bastard,
Do you want another packet of
Or about a bag of pork scatchings?
Do you mind if I just up your tits...
Whheey!
Metal.
Do you going out on a bastard,
An' buying us a couple of
She said, "I'd sit on me finger,
Or go and a cervical smear."
Bloik.