Luyện nghe bài hát Father

Hi, uh-uhhh, what's up? My name's
Uh Hobo Johnson I you like this song
I made it up for my dad, for you, Dad, hey

My dad me 'bout
The story 'bout the birds and the
When the bees turn into wasps and half of everything
He sounded
a bird doesn't need a full nest
But a bed for our bird to rest
He told me son you'll never (WHAT?)
family tradition basketball is not for us
Our legs aren't that springy
My great great almost did but he didn't
He told me son
Of the monsters that roam the depths of your
they'll make you real sad or
Or real mad, or real real jealous and
That's real bad, boy breathe
Nicotine until you asleep like all of our family, breathe
Nicotine you fall asleep
all of our family, like all of our family, like

I'm the new Will
I'm-I'm Will mixed with Michael Cera
I'm Smith, Michael Cera
Spacey
Michael

My father's married to a shape monster
Who can sometimes take the
Of a really really nice woman
And although that seems super fucking
Sometimes scary monster makes
A really really great vanilla pudding, he has
But sometimes your isn't quite the kryptonite
As the monster runs rampant through the
Sometimes courage makes you feel strong
But it as if the monster eats your muscles all along
Fucking pickin out your self respect right out scary teeth
Her breath smells like pride of
And men she used to meet
And the doesn't sleep just schemes and fiends
On the next tasty it gets to eat
It to eat, it gets to eat

I'm the new Will
I'm with Kevin Spacy
I'm the new Smith, Kevin Spacey, Michael Cera
What the