Luyện nghe bài hát Generic Blues

I woke up this morning, then I went to bed
Said I woke up morning, then I went right back to bed
Got a kind of feelin' like I got broken glass in my underwear
And a herd of wild pigs is trying to off my head
You know I'm sayin'

Well, I got not money, I'm just walkin' down the road
Said I ain't got no money,
So I'm just walking down this lonely, old
Well, I wish I could get me money
But I forgot my teller code

I was in a paper sack in the bottom of a sewer
I had to eat dirt clods for breakfast, my family was so
My daddy was a waitress, my mama bathroom tiles
My brothers and sisters all hated me 'cause I was an child

I got the so bad, kinda wish I was dead
Maybe I'll blow my out, mama
Or maybe I'll, yeah, maybe I'll go bowlin' instead

I'm a no good, scum sucking, nose picking, boot licking
Sniveling, groveling, worthless hunk of
Nothing but a low down, bellied, bone headed, pigeon toed
Turkey necked, weasel faced, worthless hunk of

I I got a pretty low self image
Maybe it's a chemical or something
I should probably go and see a doctor about it I've got the time

it talk
Oh, make it talk, son, make it
OK, now make it up

Plagues and famine and pestilence seem to get me down
I feel so miserable whenever I'm around
I wish somebody would come along, stick a through my brain
I'd flush myself right the toilet, but I'd just clog up the drain

I got the so bad, kinda wish I was dead
Maybe blow my brains out, mama
Or maybe I'll go bowlin', or I just go bowling

Maybe just rent some shoes and go bowling
Maybe I'll join a league, a tournament
Put on a stupid looking shirt and go instead, yeah