Luyện nghe bài hát Inflicted by Hounds

Blistering outburts, like burning a bratwurst at the PTA's ordeal
Too bad you've erased all the times you've been chased by pre-schoolers new cannonball
Bandage the wounds inflicted by and press the rib meat right back inside
A dozen old ladies who visit Hades have filed their art down to a point
No need, no need no need no need, no need no
No need to be harried, whether or varied, you'll find the bigger lumps real tough to hide
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 'cause the strong boy is losing his
His eye cannot focus where his forefinger poke us but the blankets are and they're warm
They're warm, they're warm they're warm, they're warm, they're warm warm
While the kid in the with the blood on his feet is eating handgun burritos with cheese
Ideas are like treasure but they're harder to even with our new technology
wrong, they're wrong, they're wrong
(I was talking to my, my buddy Bernie, about these hooker people, fuckin' puke, I think 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 his own computer
The local union workers ready and they're able
Elementary who drinks under the table