Luyện nghe bài hát Fan Club

(Maitland)
Hey hey, happy man, smiling as he leaves the book
his carrier bags all bulging wide
Such a lucky man, such a lot to line your shelves
to hurry so that he can get

Each book it overflows with murder
That he can read about in bed when he gets
It chills him to the

'cos he Jeffrey Dahmer
And he the son of Sam
And he reciting segments
From Silence Of The Lambs'
And he worships Charlie
Wishes he was Gein
He's a of the fan club
For the insane
Hey hey, smiling man, smiling, the local art house -
Just seen 'Henry' for the time
Don't - he skips along, calls in at the old newsagent
To see if his come in on time
It has a label ADULTS ONLY
And lovingly details all the latest gruesome
He laps up line

Hey hey, happy man, smiling while his aunt & uncle
Fun him with tea and cakes
Glibly sipping sits, mind-undressing antique
Briskly stiffens he hears his aunt y say:
"well, ain't awful about that girl being murdered"
His uncle nods and "string the bastards up !!"
Our man grips his cup