Luyện nghe bài hát Here Comes Mr. X

Here he comes, he's coming the street
With his drunken wife and his kids that he
He's gonna you that life is hard
Then dump his trash in your backyard

You'll here lots of talk the racially pure
When Mr. X in next door
Just take a walk on the ignorant
And get to see what goes on in his mind
Just take a walk on the ignorant
And you'll get to see his eyes

There he goes, now he's on the
his Sans-a-belt pants and Hush Puppies on
The sky is blue and the bees are
He must be the product of two first
got a rifle and a low I.Q.
He doesn't close his mouth he chews his food

Oh please, dear God, strike him
Aim a bolt at his head
Oh please, Reverend Sun Yung
Send someone to him soon

Oh Mohammed, prophet of
Run him over his own Impala
Oh please, kill him, Shirley
Take a pipe and bash in his

Here he comes, driving the block
pamphlets in your mailbox
Inviting kids to aryan youth camp
Moving his ammo when his basement gets
his dog to attack your cat
Hitting mower with a baseball bat

Here he into your life
With about as charm as a Bowie knife
He'll swim in your pool when you're not
And your tools and your garden gnome
Here he comes, coming down the
With his drunken wife and his kids that be