Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Butterworth

Your is shit, shit
Your is bogus, bull
Your life is crime,
Your is hell, hell

I'm gonna die, start a new
I'm die, with my libido
I'm gonna die, a new union
I'm gonna die, don't with me

life is shit, shit
Your is clean, its clean
life is lame, it's not so funny
Your life is stale, frail,

I'm die, start a new union
I'm gonna on my libido
I'm die, start a new union
I'm hell on my libido

I'm gonna die, start a new
I'm gonna on my libido
I'm die, start a new union
I'm die, watch the pain!

life is shit

I'm open up myself a flea market
I'm gonna open up a flea market
And you're gonna that you did
And on the profits

off, I'm gonna empty out all of my Mrs. Butterworth jars
And I'm gonna put 'em on a
With my 800 dollar a month tax free shop
And then I am going to put my Mrs. syrup jars on the shelf
to all the commemorative fast food chain glasses and cups
I've accumulated the past 62 years

I'm going to get some plywood
I'm going to get some
And cut them up into two by two squares
Then I'm going to get burlap
And I'm going to cut them two by two feet squares
And then I'm going to put onto the pieces of plywood
And then I'm going to go to the
I'm to go to the beach
And I'm gonna collect shells and driftwood

And then I'm going to the shells and driftwood
And glue them onto the plywood and
And 'em for lots of money
People be paying top dollar
For my kids' new used new toys and
Then maybe someday I can get rid of that piss-stained
been sleeping on

I'm die, start a new union
I'm hell on my libido
I'm die, start a new union
I'm die on my libido

I'm die, start a new union
I'm die on my libido
I'm die, start a new union
I'm gonna die, watch the