Luyện nghe bài hát Mean Talking Blues

I'm the man that ever had a brain
All I scatter is aches and
I'm acid and a poison face
And I stand flat-footed in favor of and disgrace
If I done a good deed, I'm sorry of it

I'm in the East, mean in the West
Mean to the people that I the best
I go around a-causin' lot of
And I push folks down and I train wrecks
I'm a big disaster, just goin' to happen
I'm an organized famine studyin', now I can be a bit meaner
I'm still a whole lot too good to suit myself, just

I ride around on the trains
at the tight shoes dealin' you pain
And I laugh when the car shakes side to side
I laugh my loudest when other cry
Can't help it, I was born good, I
like you or anybody else
But I just turned off mean

I hate ev'rybody don't like me
And I'd rather see you dead than I'd see you free
Rather see you starved to than see you at work
And I'm readin' all the books I can to how to hurt
Daily misery, spread diseases, keep you without no
you without no union

Well, I when I see you gettin' 'long so well
I'd ten rather see you in the fires of hell
I can't to fixed
See you there all fixed up in house so nice
I'd rather keep you in that rotten hole the bugs and the lice
And the and the termites
And the sand fleas and the bugs

And the worms and the stingaree's
And the tarantulas, and the spiders, of the earth
The ticks and the blow-flies, is all of my little angels
That go 'round helpin' me do the best of my meanness
And

Well, I used to be a pretty fair feller
Till I turned a scab and then I turned off
Fought ev'ry with teeth and toenail
And I sprouted a six-inch stinger in the middle of the tail
And I growed
And then I cut 'em off, I to fool you
I hated ever'where, 'cause God likes unions and I hate God

Well, if I can get the fat to hatin' the
That'd tickle me more than anything I've
Then get the colors to fightin' one
And friend against friend, and brother and against brother
That'll be it

brains a-boilin' in turpentine
And their teeth fallin' out all up and the streets
just suit me fine
'Cause I hate that's union
And I ever'thing that's organized
And I hate ever'thing planned
And I to hate and I hate to love
I'm mean, I'm just