Luyện nghe bài hát P C

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