Luyện nghe bài hát Fishin' Hole

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

Said, "That's alright, son. go and get an ice cream"
"Let old man buy you a treat"
But he like no flavors up upon that wall
Started crying, and ran the street...

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

My lady's an asshole, an asshole
Her assholishness is off the
Always perfect, perfect
me wanna punch her in her lady-parts

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

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

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

Late one night, awake 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 do the things I ought
So I took a good, hard look at in the mirror
And this is I thought...
The guy who sold me this mirror is an asshole, he's an
Son of a bitch it was antique
He was lyin', he was
Made me wanna punch him in his cheek

I'm on a asshole streak
I could open up an asshole
I think this song has reached its
Goodbye, you assholes, see you week!