Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Butterworth

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

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

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

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

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

life is shit

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

First off, I'm gonna empty out all of my Mrs. jars
And I'm gonna put 'em on a
With my 800 dollar a month tax Century21 shop
And then I am going to put my Mrs. Butterworth jars on the shelf
Next to all the commemorative fast food glasses and cups
I've over the past 62 years

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

And then I'm going to the shells and driftwood
And them onto the plywood and burlap
And sell 'em for lots of
People will be top dollar
For my kids' new new toys and clothing
Then someday I can get rid of that piss-stained mattress
I've sleeping on

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