Luyện nghe bài hát It's A Broad Lic Nic

And tell you while I'm able
Or I'll smash your skull if not
Drink enough Black
It's a hard drink
And the bottles broken
Put your on the table
Strain the glass your teeth
So we grew up mean
Kings of the scene
a mothers guiding hand
To us clean
Down rum
take life as it comes
And all you blue rinse
Lick our literary
I my first pure malt
I was three
I smoked a pack of Dutch
My pappy for me
And I romanced a little
Who was twelve years my
At the age of six I her
That year I bed her
So before I was
My child was born
I a pack of filthy lies
As a
I heard my own
As an act of
I spent ten as a Trappist monk
In a village in
And I walked up naked
to win a bet
I cut off my leg
To win a one legged
And I won, I stitched it
on my sister's stomach
I've fought Ali
I've seduced Hari
even worn a sari
When I Ghandi
And I any man here
To me a liar
(Liar!)
But I swear seen Ezekial
I swear I've seen
Toasting
In fire
And mad mad mad
to know
We never give a tinkers
the seeds we sow
And we stay up
And be forlorn
And the morning comes around
kiss the crack of dawn
We took the whacks Kerouac's
And dusty
And when all was and done
was all I had left me
For all the worlds thinkers
Are all a of pus
And if you ask us how Zarathustra
He thus,
Drink drink
Drink you're drunk
Drink until you stand up
you're roly-poly stunk
'til your bladder
'til you throw a fit to
they lift you up still comatose
And in the hearse
good, good, bad, bad
as sin
We mix up syrup
our gin
So take your
I pray when I die
someone else around
To my arse goodbye
Yes, I pray, I pray, I that when I die
There's someone around to kiss my arse goodbye