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 of that 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
Started crying, and ran the street...

He's an asshole, my an asshole
I swear it don't float my boat
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, an asshole
Her is off the charts
Always perfect, perfect
Made me punch her in her lady-parts

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

That bar is an asshole, an asshole
Oh, the bar in the land!
Always closing, closing
Can't a bar, cause you'll hurt your hand
I went home to forget about my
Sat down in my eazy chair
But I couldn't relax from the pain I was
As my began to flair...

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

Late one night, awake in bed
Mmmm, a came
Are there really assholes I look?
Or am I the one to
Maybe I just do not say the things I say
And I do the things I ought
So I took a good, hard at myself in the mirror
And is what I thought...
The guy who sold me 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 asshole streak
I could up an asshole boutique
I this song has reached its peak
Goodbye, you assholes, see you week!