Luyện nghe bài hát Fishin' Hole

Wanna have some quality with my son
So I brought him down to the fishin'
Didn't like the feelin' of worm in his hand
Got mad, down his fishin' pole

Said, "That's alright, son. go and get an ice cream"
"Let old man buy you a treat"
But he didn't no flavors up upon that wall
crying, and ran into the street...

He's an asshole, my kid's an
I swear it just don't float my
Always crying, always
me wanna punch him in his little throat
Called my lady up to tell her had happened
How our son had run
She said, "Don't worry, baby, I talk to him"
"And everything be okay"

My lady's an asshole, she's an
Her assholishness is off the
perfect, always perfect
Made me punch her in her lady-parts

I I'd go down to the bar
And drown my sorrows in a
But the sign said 'Closed For Renovations'
'We'll open up next year'...

That bar is an asshole, it's an
Oh, the bar in the land!
Always closing, always
Can't punch a bar, you'll hurt your hand
I home to forget about my troubles
Sat in my favorite eazy chair
But I couldn't relax the pain I was feelin'
As my began to flair...

My asshole's an asshole, a real
to put his asshole-self in check!
Always burning, itching
me wanna punch him in his asshole neck

Late one night, lyin' in bed
Mmmm, a realization
Are really assholes everywhere I look?
Or am I the one to
Maybe I just do not say the I should say
And I don't do the things I
So I a good, hard look at myself in the mirror
And this is I thought...
The guy who me this mirror is an asshole, he's an asshole
Son of a bitch said it was
He was lyin', he was
Made me wanna punch him in his cheek

I'm on a real asshole
I could up an asshole boutique
I this song has reached its peak
Goodbye, you assholes, see you week!