Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Johnsons Head (remix)

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

(1st Verse)
Sittin in my class with my head on my
Teacher's to talk but I could give a fuck less
I'm staring at this 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 ''cause I shit
I'm voices but I don't know what they're saying
Sweat is on my ''cause my brain's inside decaying
And this bitch that I love prob'ly don't no Idea
She's to her friends I'm in the corner and I see her
Something happening but it very clear
Sounds like a bell sounds like an chair
Next you know I'm walking in a crowded hall
So many different faces that I throw up on the
are yelling sick and the others stop and stare but I don't care
I'm in a hurry nowhere
See my head is ''cause I'm lonley and I'm twisted
but I have a 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 stand the pressure, not day
I didn't like the Mr. Johnson anyway
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 somebody knew me ''cause then they could say I'm wrong
But nobody knows me I got it going on
I'm staring at the clock, a tick and a
I got a couple food folded in my sock
I must be a ghost, everybody through me
If I died in class they would prob'ly say knew me
Or they wouldn't care, they wouldn't move
My dead body rotting in the back of the
For weeks and stinking up the class
somebody notice, then they throw me in the trash
I can hear the teacher man talking about
nothing but an old dead fuck with a compass
ran up on a beach and everybody off
and we claim discovery and now we all applaud
I don't give a fuck to learn all going to hell
I'm trapped in my mind and my is my cell
But I have the key it's insanity
I stick it in my brain to unlock
I'm just a nobody and I 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 land prejudice, and above all a land of freedom.
That's the thing about our country; we are all treated equal. All
races live in harmony. What is it, Scott?"
Scott: "Mr. Johnson 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 in the hallway
And in the when they opened up the door
And seen his motherfucking laying on the floor
But they would never suspect me I'm a nerd
I try to my word, it always goes unheard
I could chop my off and run around the class
I doubt they'd even notice and if they did they'd
they'd rather learn about a redneck bastard
Who owned a couple slaves but I guess it matter
Washington, Benjamin, fuck 'em all now
They can suck my nuts 'till they wooden fall out
And the class wanna 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....