Luyện nghe bài hát Generic Blues

I woke up morning, then I went back to bed
Said I up this morning, then I went right back to bed
Got a funny kind of feelin' like I got broken glass in my
And a herd of pigs is trying to chew off my head
You what 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 lonely, old road
Well, I wish I could get me some
But I my automated teller code

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

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

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

I guess I got a low self image
Maybe it's a chemical imbalance or
I probably go and see a doctor about it when I've got the time

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

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

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

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