Luyện nghe bài hát Heckraiser

Momma said you live and die by 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 shoppin' at the
Hot and tired, I out a devil word
The that momma gave me

screamed, "My son your mouth"
Then gave a to me
She me

Trouble is as trouble
Momma my name, it was:

I say stuff for fun

Trouble is as trouble
always make a mess

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

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

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

Trouble is as does
Momma yelled my name, it

I don't wanna sound

Trouble is as trouble
Words make a mess

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

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

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

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

Trouble is as does
Momma yelled my name, it

I say stuff for fun

Trouble is as trouble
Words always a mess

Her son of a gun
She me

Trouble is as does
Momma yelled my name, it

But I wanna sound dumb

Trouble is as says
always make a mess

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

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