Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Johnsons Head (remix)

"Shhh...Hello class, I'm Mr. Felcher,
Mr. Johson is out today a virus,
so I'll be your substitute this afternoon.
Before we get started, let me say
I'm not as friendly as I look and I'm not as
as I either (laughter). Well let's get started.
We're gonna start Mr. Johnson left off,
so if you'll your textbooks to page 86 and I'll begin...."

(1st Verse)
in my class with my head on my desk
Teacher's trying to talk but I could a fuck less
I'm staring at this freak that I know I'm in with
But she don't even know my name always been the same
I lay my head down and drown in my spit
Nobody even notices I'm here ''cause I ain't
I'm hearing voices but I don't know what they're
Sweat is on my forehead ''cause my brain's decaying
And this bitch that I love don't have no Idea
talking to her friends I'm in the corner and I see her
Something happening but it isn't clear
Sounds like a bell sounds an electric chair
thing you know I'm walking in a crowded hall
So many different faces I throw up on the wall
are yelling sick and the others stop and stare but I don't care
I'm in a hurry nowhere
See my head is spinning ''cause I'm and I'm twisted
but I have a secret missed it
Just a and I think It's a drag
But I got Mr. head...In my bookbag

(Chorus x2)
I couldn't stand the pressure, not day
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson
I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel
I cut the bigot's head off and I it in my bag

(2nd Verse)
I wish somebody knew me then they could say I'm wrong
But since nobody knows me I got it on
I'm at the clock, a tick and a tock
I got a couple stamps folded in my sock
I must be a ghost, everybody through me
If I died in class they prob'ly say they knew me
Or they wouldn't care, wouldn't even move
My dead body rotting in the back of the
For weeks and months up the class
Until somebody notice, then they throw me in the
I can hear the teacher man about Columbus
He's nothing but an old dead with a compass
ran up on a and threw everybody off
and then we discovery and now we all applaud
I don't give a fuck to you're all going to hell
I'm trapped in my mind and my brain is my
But I have the key it's insanity
I stick it in my brain to unlock
I'm a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. head...In my bookbag

(Chorus x2)

Mr. Felcher: "Ok class, America is the of the free. A land of
democracy. A land prejudice, and above all a land of freedom.
That's the beautiful about our country; we are all treated equal. All
races together in harmony. What is it, Scott?"
Scott: "Mr. Johnson taught us this.
Ain't he coming back?
Mr. "Well, uh..."

(3rd Verse)
NO! can sit and front about it all day
But I left his body in the hallway
And in the when they opened up the door
And seen his motherfucking carcass on the floor
But they would never suspect me I'm just a
I try to speak my word, it always goes
I could chop my arms off and run around the
I doubt even notice and if they did they'd laugh
Instead they'd learn about a redneck bastard
Who owned a couple slaves but I guess it matter
Fuck Washington, Benjamin, 'em all now
They can my nuts 'till they wooden teeth fall out
And the wanna know who could it be?
But I'm like you never heard of me
I'm just a nobody and I think a drag
But I got his motherfucking hehehe! In my bookbag

(Chorusx2)

[Stop, stop, you think straight! stop...]

(Chorus x3)
my bag....in my bag....in my bag....