Luyện nghe bài hát Motorpsycho Nightmare

I on a farmhouse
for a place to stay
I was mighty, mighty
I had a long, long way
I said, "Hey, hey, in
Is anybody home?"
I was standin' on the
Feelin' alone
Well, out comes a
He have thought that I was nuts
He immediately at me
And a gun into my guts

I fell
To my bended
Saying, "I dig
shoot me, please!"
He cocked his
And began to
"Are you that travelin'
That I have about?"
I said, "No! No! No!
I'm a doctor and true
I'm a kid
And I to college, too"

in comes his daughter
Whose was Rita.
She like she stepped out of
La Vita
I tried to cool it
her dad
And him what a
Nice, farm he had
He said, "What do
Know farms, pray tell?"
I said, "I was
At the of a wishing well"

Well, by the 'neath my nails
I guess he I wouldn't lie
He "I guess you're tired"
He said it sly
I said, "Yes, ten miles
I drove"
He said, "I got a bed for you
Underneath the
Just one
And you go to sleep now
That you touch my daughter
And in the morning, the cow"

I was sleepin' a rat
When I something jerkin'
There Rita
Lookin' just Tony Perkins
She said, "Would you to take a shower?
I'll you up to the door"
I said, "Oh, no! no!
been through this movie before"
I I had to split
But I didn't how
she said,
"Would you to take that shower, now?"

Well, I couldn't
the old man chased me out
'Cause I'd promised
That I'd his cows
I had to say
To him very weird
So I
"I like Fidel and his beard"
looked offended
But she got out of the way
As he came charging down the
Sayin', "What's that I you say?"

I said, "I Fidel Castro
I you heard me right"
And I ducked as he
At me with all his
Rita something
'Bout her mother on the
As his had hit the icebox
He said going to kill
Me if I don't get out the
In two flat
"You
Rotten Commie rat"

Well, he threw a Reader's
At my and I did run
I did a
As I him get his gun
And crashed the window
At a miles an hour
And landed fully
In his garden
said, "Come back!"
And he to load
The sun was up
And I was runnin' down the

Well, I don't figure I'll be
There for a
Even though moved away
And got a job in a
He waits for me
Constant, on the sly
He to turn me in
To the F.B.I.
Me, I romp and
Thankful as I
Without of speech
I might be in the