Luyện nghe bài hát Go Home Bible Mike

<"One was taking the gate today and one reads the Bible.">
to Apeville! Now you're a citizen, too
Meet Mrs. Doreen Pompidou / She'd to do the shimmy on top of you
The wall is coming down / The one which the house up
A brass band playing in a dumptruck is visible clouds of brickdust
as people dressed as cows form an orderly
for a drug that makes you dead for a or two
I raise myself my punchbowl, drowning:
"The Yakuza are singing--it be true!"
"Go home, Mike!" / "Go home, Bible Mike!"
"Go home, Bible Mike!" / "Go home, Mike!"
Her squeezes mine and I shudder
She says, "That was one shock, now here comes
You really don't remember, do you?" / I said, "Why? Am I to?
Me, the of dishevelled women / whom fun has made sad and careless?"
and she's knocked me onto the floor
and a eunuch is barring the only
Pilar, in her above the farmacia,
smiles as she your little thing
Imagine her surprise when she looks the window
and sees you riddled bullets while the cops all sing
"Go home, Bible Mike! / Go home, Mike!
You preach without a right / Go home, Mike!"
You don't make me laugh, you make me horny,
so the hell are we doing here?
Gasping all in this Nazi city
You bit it, I'm bleeding, we're sliding in my
Humping in my blood / my blood! / Market my blood!
You got a mind
Deaf, and blind to all the pain you bring
This is more just sin
"Am I really a nightmare? If I had a home I'd go there."
you look / This court says, "Take a hike"
The slate will not be / Just go home, Bible Mike
Go home, Mike....