Luyện nghe bài hát One Stringed Harp

A safe pair of hands, a to stand
Some guns to to rational demands
Come on, now ladies, they won't fertilize
Get into the ball game, let's those shelves

That's what I in that Sunday magazine
The is falling, falling on your head
But just picking your knickers from your arse
Like you're playing a one harp
Like you're playing a one stringed harp,

Like Wily Coyote, as if the fall wasn't
bastards from ACME, they got more nasty stuff
Salt in my wounds, sticking in the
Now we're all but keep forgetting to puke

At least what I read in that Sunday magazine
The anvil is falling, on your head
But you're just your knickers from your arse
Like you're playing a one harp
Like playing a one stringed harp

Chalk it up and write it
Chalk it up and write it
Oh, chalk it up and it down, oh, write it down

The hand of history is at my back
The fist of she cupping my sack
Grip is tightening, my is heightening
This orange is beginning to crack

That's what I read in that magazine
The anvil is falling, falling on head
But you're just picking your knickers from your
Like playing a one stringed harp

Yeah, that's what I read in Sunday magazine
The anvil is falling, on your head
But you're just picking your from your arse
Like playing a one stringed harp
Like you're playing a one harp, yeah
Yeah, yeah,

it up and write it down
Oh, chalk it up and write it
Ah, chalk it up and write it
Chalk it up and it down