Luyện nghe bài hát C'n'c-s Mithering

Three
months
Three
months
A
A
To explain
First was cash 'n' carry dance
In Lancashire A
In King Nat Ltd.
Kwik is there
The scene started
was America
Then was
We went
Big A&M was there**
His had fresh air
But his was mediocre
US purge, rock 'n' pop
Their filched
And the secret of lives
Is...
All the English
Act like with free milk
On a
On a route to the
To mountain
wacky English proletariat idiots
Californians always of sex
Or think of
Five girl deaths
A revenge, it's stolen land
really get it off on
"Don't me please"
Rapist the TVs
And the of their lives
Is S.E.X..
I dreams, I can see
of negro Nazis
Like Faust beards
shaved weirds
[Applause from audience at Cyprus ]
This was going to be crap rap fourteen,
but it's now Mithering.
The that drain you off and drive you off the hinge.
Boils, socks, the ceilings collapse.
The morning loud lawn mower,
the upstairs Jewish girl damn hoovering, with cig
withdrawal.
She communal, fluent flat household.
I privacy.
The bastard dentist surgery,
Clip, clop, ring, knock,
Stop
The stick up like stacks
The estates stick up stacks
The residents wild dogs
And on that father's closet top,
blanket boxes
Surplus jonnies, demob
To their children they
mithering
You think got it bad with thin ties,
songs synthesized, or circles with A in the middle.
Make records, hang out with Gary Bushell,
Join table. "I like your single yer great!"
A of low IQ's.
There are rules of audience.
My acquaintances, go soft, go places,
on company expenses.
I lose humor, manners become barbed, righteous, know it.
The smart hedonists, same as last verse, allusions
H in electronics, on false histrionics,
Corpse mauling dicks, pose to a film, him, him
Stop
I'm not joining rock band.
The conventional is experimental, the is now
experimental,
And is no way noble, and I'm no stock thing.
So mithering.
save up for cars.
I try to let their tyres with matches to make them molten.
Ouch! Ouch!
They say I rip off Rotten
They always for more pay.
say "See yer mate..Yeh...see yer mate"
To mothers they sing
mithering
Even the penile tissue test.
He out for sex.
He magazine contest.
White tan in the mirror.
exterior hides a spotty interior.
He's not enemy.
He's not enemy, his name is not Harry.
The of Cash and Carry.