Luyện nghe bài hát P C

You know, what pisses me off more than anything is all people who
aren't exactly politically correct. Like the day, I was out walking
my Siberian-American huskies. And you how canines are: they like to
everything, including each other's butts. So some guy walks up and
he says, "Get your dog's ass out of that other nose!"
So, I replied, "How dare you call them dogs! Siberian-American
huskies. That's calling an African-American a Black. Or calling a
Mexican-American a Mexican. Or calling a homosexual a faggot!" It
pissed me off so much I got a nose ring, died my blue and moved to
San Francisco!
My bus is broken
My spirit's too
My girl's by my
So I feel so blue
Thirty more
To it to the city
Where is king
And the air shitty
What a town
It really us well
It took getting used to
fucking hippy smell
Everyone me
time I speak
I'm and fucking tired
Of feeling like a L.A. geek
I it
I it
I it
I it, yes I do
I say it's not an
It doesn't shed light
On a global
It isn't worth the
The tongue girl speaks
Is to you and me
bitch has got a problem
I think it's P.C.