Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Butterworth

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

I'm gonna die, start a new
I'm gonna die, with my
I'm die, start a new union
I'm gonna die, fuck with me

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

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

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

Your life is

I'm gonna open up myself a market
I'm gonna open up myself a market
And you're gonna wish you did
And retire on the

First off, I'm 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
Next to all the commemorative food chain glasses and cups
I've accumulated over the past 62

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

And then I'm going to take the shells and
And glue them onto the plywood and
And sell 'em for of money
People will be paying top
For my kids' new used new toys and
Then maybe someday I can get rid of piss-stained mattress
I've been on

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

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