Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Johnsons Head (remix)

"Shhh...Hello class, I'm Mr. Felcher,
Mr. Johson is out today a virus,
so be your substitute teacher this afternoon.
Before we get started, let me say
I'm not as as I look and I'm not as funny
as I look (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 give a fuck
I'm staring at freak that I know I'm in love with
But she don't know my name it's always been the same
I lay my head down and drown in my spit
Nobody even notices I'm here I ain't shit
I'm hearing but I don't know what they're saying
is on my forehead ''cause my brain's inside decaying
And this bitch that I love prob'ly have no Idea
She's talking to her friends I'm in the and I see her
happening but it isn't very clear
Sounds like a bell like an electric chair
Next you know I'm walking in a crowded hall
So many different faces I throw up on the wall
Some are yelling sick and the others stop and 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 a secret everybody missed it
Just a and I think It's a drag
But I got Mr. Johnson's head...In my

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

(2nd Verse)
I wish somebody knew me ''cause 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 would prob'ly say they me
Or they wouldn't care, wouldn't even move
My body rotting in the back of the room
For and months stinking up the class
Until notice, then they throw me in the trash
I can hear the teacher man talking about
He's nothing but an old dead fuck a compass
ran up on a beach and 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 and my brain is my cell
But I have the key called insanity
I stick it in my to unlock eternity
I'm just a and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. head...In my bookbag

(Chorus x2)

Mr. "Ok class, America is the land of the free. A land of
democracy. A without prejudice, and above all a land of freedom.
That's the thing about our country; we are all treated equal. All
races live together in harmony. is it, Scott?"
"Mr. Johnson already taught us this.
Ain't he ever back?
Mr. "Well, uh..."

(3rd Verse)
NO! can sit and front about it all day
But I left his fucking body in the
And in the morning when opened up the door
And seen his motherfucking carcass laying on the
But they would suspect me I'm just a nerd
I try to speak my word, it goes unheard
I could chop my arms off and run around the
I doubt they'd even and if they did they'd laugh
they'd rather learn about a redneck bastard
Who a couple slaves but I guess it don't matter
Washington, Benjamin, fuck '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 Dewie-Booda you never of me
I'm just a and I think It's a drag
But I got his motherfucking head hehehe! In my

(Chorusx2)

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

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