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
somewhere north of the border

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

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

Once had but now
His had a chance to
Pop one out her body gave in
A baby gal, beautiful in posture

She grew up with the cows the cows left town
brought home the bacon
The was in the backyard, baby
Daddy left the

daddy had a sharp hand, a sharp hand
Through cracked from stress and cold
fed the herd grain
Then drank as much of the

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

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

Daddy's baby
Daddy's little

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

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

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

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 out of time
I'm sorry I
not my fault
Greetings from the great north