Luyện nghe bài hát Look At All Those Idiots

Smithers, on the surveillance cameras
Yes sir, it's than I thought
Each morning at nine, they trickle the gates
go home early, they come in late

Reeking of cheap liquor they stumble the day
Never give a thought to honest work for pay
I know it shouldn't vex me, I shouldn't it hard
I know I should ignore their with a kingly disregard, but

at all those idiots
Ooh, look at all boobs
An office full of morons, a factory full of
Is it any wonder that I'm singing, singing the

They make personal calls
On time
Xerox their buttocks
And guess who pays the

Their thievery wounds me
Their ingratitude
I long to them to my home
And then release the

I grow unsettled
When faced with such
I shouldn't let it me
I shouldn't a fuse

But, look at all idiots
Ooh, at all those boobs
An full of morons, a factory full of fools
Is it any wonder that I'm singing, the blues

happened? Where are the instruments?
I believe call this a breakdown, sir
I can't have any breakdowns
What if there was an around?

Play a guitar
Oh, I'm a out of practice, sir
I do it, so do it, do it, do it
Yes sir

Yes,
done
All right, it's to grate
be sufficient, Smithers

me?
I that's enough
Oh, sir
Thought I had my working

That man by the
Drinking water, as if it's
Oh, Homer Simpson, sir
A drone from 7-G

Yes, well, this Simpson to my office
And to watch the fun
If he's 6 when he enters
He'll be two feet I'm done

It brings a ray of
To my life
To him kneel before me
And twist the knife

at all those idiots
Ohh, look at all boobs
An office of morons, a factory full of fools
Is it any wonder, that I'm singing, the blues

me home, sir
I'm

Surrounded by
Outnumbered by
An office full of morons, a planet full of
Is it any wonder, I'm
Maybe you be singing, sir, oh, singing the blues

(Look at all idiots)
Mr. Burns, you, you make Muddy Waters sound and
(An full of morons)
Cheerful, by
you, Smithers
but
(Is it any wonder)
Heartfelt

I feel I got a few things off my chest
And onto the of my inferiors
You do
(Look at all idiots)
Why are they playing?
(Office of morons)
They're not still on salary, are
We're not their parking, sir