Luyện nghe bài hát Fishin' Hole

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

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

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

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

I I'd go down to the bar
And drown my sorrows in a
But the outside 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, closing
punch a bar, cause you'll hurt your hand
I went home to about my troubles
Sat in my favorite eazy chair
But I relax from the pain I was feelin'
As my hemorrhoid to flair...

My an asshole, a real butthole
to put his asshole-self in check!
Always burning, itching
Made me 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
I just do not say the things I should say
And I don't do the I ought
So I a good, hard look at myself in the mirror
And is what I thought...
The guy who me this mirror is an asshole, he's an asshole
Son of a said it was antique
He was lyin', he was
Made me wanna punch him in his cheek

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