Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Frank

Dirty Frank Dahmer, he's a cook
Got a recipe for anglo-saxon
a pass, so she relaxed
Now the little getting chopped up in the back

I got a full of fleshy fresh ingredients
careful, at the same time quite expedient
Eats meat, a
Bus driving's harder on your head on your feet

Dirty
Frank, yeah
Dirty
Dirty Frank,

Keeps it clean, it copasetic
The boys and girls, their heads are all collected
Not crazy, per se
Just a strange when he gets hungry

City, state, town, he will continue
Stadiums, clubs, every venue
His bus, trust
goes another turned into crust

Dirty
Dirty Frank,
Dirty
Frank, yeah

Middle of the night, stopped, the freeway shoulder
Frank's shoveling to bury the
They're sunk, he's
Now gonna drive, I'm hiding in my bunk

The band all knows, too afraid to mention
want to be part of Frank's luncheon
Lose weight, be
Where's McCready?
My god, he's ate

Frank
Dirty Frank,
Dirty
Dirty Frank,

Dirty
Dirty Frank,
Dirty
Frank, yeah

Why that Frank was a bad mother
Shut mouth
Hey man, I'm talking about Dirty Frank

Okay, I think that's