Luyện nghe bài hát Geek

Chorus: Stop pickin on me. I'm a geek. I'm strange to you. You're strange to me. Well, one of these days. I'm gonna pack heat.
Your on the wall. My face, my face on tv.

They dissipate the pungent of a power holder.
Sand kickers comin' clicks upon the sonar.
They're gonna fold me like a trapper keeper folder.
If this was D&D, you'd see me jump a portal.
I'm a geek, spelled g e k.
I meet my in the basement about every day.
Card table, comic books, and of coke.
That we blow out our nose after a Star joke.
We got style.
Tape on our glasses, zits on our faces and on our asses.
Shiny shoes, buckles and pocket protectors.
Tricked out back like my main man Venkman's.
We got problems, the jocks.
The SUV suckers class rings on their cocks.
Otherwise known as the touchin' the tit.
If I was wolverine, hear my knuckles go snikt.
I'm not perfect, the b4 of Peter Parker.
I always trip and drop my tray in front of the girl always sparkles.
I got brains, B's and C's.
I got a grade average higher than Hendrix on New Year's Eve.

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Don't fuck a geek, just 'cause he got a gift.
You get in my way you get a Vulcan neck pinch.
One night I go to sleep, up playin' Risk.
At dawn, I won, got dominance.
But it in the hallway it's different shit.
get my locker open and my pants are always split.
Can't to catch a ride, can't ever get a date.
But in my mind 7 of 9 I'm great.
night bites, primadonnas prevail.
I'm at home reciting from the Holy Grail.
nose, and some swollen glands.
Never, kissed, never been holding hands.
Just, bust my biscuits Britney in a bubble bath.
Vader with inhalers, in case my lungs collapse.
The dragon from a heart attack
You may advance and yo, I upped your class.
Being a geek, it so bad.
I can't get laid, I got stashed.
And a mind jam packed sci-fi facts.
Dreadnoks rocked, kick ass.

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