Luyện nghe bài hát Fan Club

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

Each book it overflows violent murder
That he can about in bed when he gets home
It him to the bone

'cos he Jeffrey Dahmer
And he the son of Sam
And he loves segments
From 'The Silence Of The
And he worships Charlie
he was Eddie Gein
He's a member of the fan
For the criminally
Hey hey, smiling man, smiling, the local art house -
Just seen 'Henry' for the thousandth
walk - he skips along, calls in at the old newsagent
To see if his magazine's in on time
It has a label screaming: ONLY
And lovingly details all the gruesome crimes
He laps up line

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