Luyện nghe bài hát Inflicted by Hounds

Blistering outburts, like burning a bratwurst at the playground ordeal
Too bad you've erased all the times you've been chased by pre-schoolers new cannonball
Bandage the wounds inflicted by hounds and the rib meat right back inside
A dozen old ladies who visit from Hades have their art down to a point
No need, no need no need no need, no need no
No need to be harried, whether unique or varied, you'll find the bigger lumps real tough to
Simply a ass, a festering hard mass, the tumors help the doctors decide, but
They're wrong, they're wrong, they're
The catch of the day is now getting away the strong boy is losing his grip
His eye cannot focus where his forefinger us but the blankets are soft and they're warm
They're warm, they're warm they're warm, warm, they're warm they're warm
While the kid in the street with the blood on his feet is eating handgun with cheese
Ideas are like treasure but they're harder to measure even our new technology
They're wrong, wrong, they're wrong
(I was talking to my, my buddy Bernie, these hooker people, fuckin' puke, I think they eh..forget it)
Hundreds of potholes, and half full bottles
Gazpacho, gestapo, gefilte,
Tiny childish plans to the tutor
A docile seeing eye dog, who owns his own
The local union ready willing and they're able
Elementary principle who drinks the table