Luyện nghe bài hát Greetings From The Great North Woods

The gravel galavants on the
Of the swine that was fed human
It was a murder's
north of the canadian border

They ended up in your break
In which you may want to hold breath
'Til the dream is for this one
New rural ruins or street fed a postmodern

pigs were fed
These pigs were ready to be
pigs were fed
These pigs were ready to be

had but now widowed
His had a chance to
Pop one out before her body in
A bouncing baby gal, in posture

She grew up with the cows 'til the cows left
brought home the bacon
The was in the backyard, baby
left the ranch

'Cause daddy had a hand, a sharp hand
Through fingers cracked from stress and
fed the herd grain
Then as much of the same

pigs were fed
These pigs were to be sold
These were fed
These pigs ready to be sold

your pigs hoof and follow it to the city
Take this and go to the city

Daddy's girl
Daddy's wanderer

Let's go out and get
Let's go out and be all up

The city is underneath your bed
The monster in your closet is weeks away
got to saddle up now
Daddy's baby girl is all up

But you not be there
when she coughs up your family
You will be the furthest thing from her
A grey ghost, a black cowboy will by the last

I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet

I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet

I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet

I'm running out of
I'm I forgot
not my fault
Greetings from the great woods