Luyện nghe bài hát Motorpsycho Nightmare

I pounded on a
Lookin' for a to stay
I was mighty, tired
I had a long, long way
I said, "Hey, hey, in
Is anybody home?"
I was on the steps
Feelin' alone
Well, out a farmer
He must have that I was nuts
He immediately at me
And stuck a gun into my

I down
To my knees
Saying, "I dig
Don't me, please!"
He cocked his
And to shout
"Are you that travelin'
That I heard about?"
I said, "No! No! No!
I'm a doctor and it's
I'm a kid
And I to college, too"

Then in his daughter
name was Rita.
She looked she stepped out of
La Dolce
I immediately tried to it
her dad
And told him a
Nice, farm he had
He said, "What do
Know farms, pray tell?"
I said, "I was
At the bottom of a well"

Well, by the dirt my nails
I he knew I wouldn't lie
He said "I you're tired"
He said it sly
I said, "Yes, ten miles
I drove"
He said, "I got a bed for you
Underneath the
one condition
And you go to right now
That you don't touch my
And in the morning, the cow"

I was like a rat
When I heard jerkin'
There stood
Lookin' just Tony Perkins
She said, "Would you like to a shower?
I'll you up to the door"
I said, "Oh, no! no!
I've been this movie before"
I knew I had to
But I didn't how
she said,
"Would you like to take shower, now?"

Well, I leave
Unless the old man me out
'Cause I'd already
That I'd his cows
I had to say
To strike him weird
So I
"I Fidel Castro and his beard"
Rita offended
But she got out of the way
As he charging down the stairs
Sayin', "What's that I you say?"

I said, "I like Castro
I you heard me right"
And I as he swung
At me all his might
mumbled something
'Bout her on the hill
As his fist had hit the
He said he's going to
Me if I get out the door
In two flat
"You
Rotten doctor rat"

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

Well, I don't figure be back
for a spell
Even Rita 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
as I romp
Without of speech
I be in the swamp