Luyện nghe bài hát Heckraiser

Momma you live and die by what you say
Church-going, God-fearing families always pay
For a loose tongue - every of craziness
It could all get us day

I was a squirt, and maybe I was 2 or 3
Out with momma - and at the grocery
Hot and tired, I out a devil word
The look that momma me

Momma screamed, "My son mouth"
gave a name to me
She me

Trouble is as does
yelled my name, it was:

I say stuff for fun

Trouble is as says
Words always make a

Her son of a gun
She "You're a heckraiser, son"

3rd grade school room, had a whose name was Mark,
like a bird in our play about Noah's Ark,
Saw him there in a big feathered suit, I said
"Hey Mark, you big duck!"

But that's not came out or how it sounded
Next thing I I was gettin' pounded
50 classmates on the and fightin'
sighed "Boy, just shut up!"
She me

Trouble is as does
Momma yelled my name, it

I don't sound dumb

Trouble is as trouble
Words always a mess

Her son of a gun
She "You're a heckraiser, son"

Weeks ago, cool with a Lucky Strike
Snuck into the barn a guy who said his name was Mike
Started makin' out when he said he was in love, I
"Whoa! I wanna be friends."

Didn't know I said the F-word
Mike threw a punch, the flew upward
caught fire, Cows and chickens all runnin'
I my life had come to an end

Momma was mad, saw her eyes lit up flame
I up an excuse but she said "Careful what you say"
Reminding me again: words are cause for blame
Then she grabbed me by the collar - called me by my name

Trouble is as trouble
Momma my name, it was:

I just say for fun

Trouble is as says
Words always make a

Her son of a gun
She me

Trouble is as trouble
Momma yelled my name, it

But I wanna sound dumb

Trouble is as says
Words always a mess

Her son of a gun
She "You're a heckraiser, son"

Momma said, "Son mouth will never fit ya
whatcha say, cuz your words will always git ya"
Aw Heck!