Luyện nghe bài hát Go Home Bible Mike

<"One was the gate down today and one reads the Bible.">
to Apeville! Now you're a citizen, too
Meet Mrs. Doreen Pompidou / like to do the shimmy on top of you
The wall is down / The one which holds the house up
A brass band playing in a dumptruck is visible through of brickdust
as people dressed as cows form an orderly
for a drug that makes you for a second or two
I raise myself from my punchbowl,
"The are singing--it can't be true!"
"Go home, Bible Mike!" / "Go home, Mike!"
"Go home, Bible Mike!" / "Go home, Mike!"
Her hand mine and I shudder
She says, "That was one shock, now comes another
You don't remember, do you?" / I said, "Why? Am I supposed to?
Me, the slut of dishevelled women / whom fun has sad and careless?"
and she's knocked me onto the floor
and a eunuch is barring the door
Pilar, in her room the farmacia,
as she pictures your little thing
Imagine her surprise when she looks the window
and sees you riddled bullets while the cops all sing
"Go home, Mike! / Go home, Bible Mike!
You preach a right / Go home, Bible Mike!"
You don't me laugh, you don't make me horny,
so what the are we doing here?
Gasping all in this Nazi city
You bit it, I'm bleeding, we're in my blood
Humping in my / Market my blood! / Market my blood!
You got a mind
Deaf, dumb and blind to all the pain you
This is than just sin
"Am I such a nightmare? If I had a home I'd go there."
you look / This court says, "Take a hike"
The slate not be wiped / Just go home, Bible Mike
Go home, Mike....