Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Butterworth

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

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

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

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

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

Your is shit

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

First off, I'm gonna out all of my Mrs. Butterworth jars
And I'm gonna put 'em on a
my 800 dollar a month tax free 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 accumulated over the 62 years

Then I'm to get some plywood
I'm to get some plywood
And cut them up two by two feet squares
Then I'm going to get 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 then I'm going to go to the
I'm to go to the beach
And I'm gonna some shells and driftwood

And then I'm going to take the shells and
And glue them onto the plywood and
And 'em for lots of money
People will be top dollar
For my new used new toys and clothing
Then maybe someday I can get rid of that piss-stained
I've been 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 gonna die, start a new
I'm die on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new
I'm gonna die, watch the