Luyện nghe bài hát Greta

There's a pack of dogs
at my front door
There's a of rabid dogs
Pawing at my door

There's a of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window
There's a swarm of
Pounding against my pane

Well, it gonna be
How's it gonna be
it gonna be
How's it be yeah

All the pictures on the
Have fallen to the
The bowing to the grass
In a silent
When the calls

Mother gone to war
She's in a mood
got a gun
This no flowerchild

it gonna be
How's it be yeah
How's it be
How's it be yeah

All the pictures on the
Have to the ground
The bowing to the grass
In a hurricane
When the landlord

Mother gone to war
in a fighting mood
got a gun
This no flowerchild

it gonna be
How's it gonna be
How's it be
it gonna be yeah

There's a pack of rabid
Pawing at my front
There's a pack of rabid
Pawing at my front

There's a of yellowjackets
Pounding against my pane
There's a big ol' bull
up my shotgun shack