Luyện nghe bài hát C'n'c-s Mithering

Three
Three
days
Three
A
A
To these
First was cash 'n' carry house
In Lancashire A
In King Nat Ltd.
Save is there
The started here
was America
Then was
We there
Big A&M was there**
His had fresh air
But his rota was
US purge, 'n' pop filth
material's filched
And the of their lives
Is...
All the groups
Act like with free milk
On a
On a route to the
To candy
wacky English proletariat idiots
Californians think of sex
Or of death
Five hundred girl
A revenge, it's stolen land
really get it off on
"Don't me please"
Rapist the TVs
And the secret of their
Is S.E.X..
I dreams, I can see
Carloads of negro
Like Faust with
shaved weirds
[Applause from at Cyprus Tavern ]
This was going to be crap rap fourteen,
but it's now Mithering.
The things drain you off and drive you off the hinge.
Boils, dirty socks, the collapse.
The Sunday morning lawn mower,
the upstairs Jewish girl damn hoovering, valium cig
withdrawal.
She wants communal, fluent household.
I privacy.
The bastard dentist surgery,
Clip, clop, ring, knock,
mithering***
The estates stick up like
The estates stick up like
The residents wild dogs
And on that father's closet top,
electric blanket
jonnies, demob pictures
To their children sing
Stop
You think you've got it bad thin ties,
miserable songs synthesized, or circles A in the middle.
Make joke records, hang out with Bushell,
Join table. "I like your single yer great!"
A of low IQ's.
are three rules of audience.
My acquaintances, go soft, go places,
on company expenses.
I lose humor, manners barbed, righteous, don't know it.
The smart hedonists, as last verse, allusions with
H in electronics, on false histrionics,
Corpse dicks, pose to a good film, him, him
Stop
I'm not conventional rock band.
The is experimental, the conventional is now
experimental,
And is no way noble, and I'm no stock thing.
So mithering.
Engineers up for cars.
I try to let down their tyres matches to make them molten.
Ouch! Ouch!
They say I rip off Johnny
always strike for more pay.
say "See yer mate..Yeh...see yer mate"
To their they sing
Stop
Even the drowned tissue test.
He out for sex.
He magazine contest.
tan horror in the mirror.
Spotty hides a spotty interior.
not your enemy.
He's not your enemy, his is not Harry.
The of Cash and Carry.