Luyện nghe bài hát Car Full Of Pain

I bought me an auto, an '81 Ford Escort
Now the fan it be broke and the tail-pipe it be
I like a schlemiel, my mechanic's fit for hangin'
I got to go to Rust , 'bout the price I'll be hagglin'
I can't it home because the muffler it be saggin'
Got a car of pain

Satan's is my engine, Beelzebub's in my
Mephistopheles' at the wheel because I'm too gosh drunk
my passenger and Lucifer's beside him
A demon's in the coolant, I got bats in the
Escort needs an exorcism, Pan is to blame
Got a car of pain

I put a tiger in my tank, I let a spark my gas
Now I a demon in the hood, a pain in the ass
I the seats are broken (Oh, no)
play us some blues on that harp
Blind Trevor!
[Insert Trevor's harmonica solo here]

Please, please mister, your blessed wrench
Cast out this demon horde and replace the stench
With the smell of gasoline, a heavenly roar
I'll worship you oh Speedy man, Mister even more
Let it run, let it run, let it run, oh God, let it run

And now it just like a kitten, it roars just like a lion (Roar!? What?)
I purrs just like a golden carved by the Mayans
Here the mechanic, oh no, how much?
Four hundred bucks, you piece of slime, you smell and you
Your father was a jackal, mom's his sister's bitch
Got a car of pain

Yeah I got a car of pain
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