Luyện nghe bài hát Packard Goose

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Warren (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny (slide guitar, vocals)
Ike (lead vocals)
Peter (keyboards)
Arthur (bass, vocals)
Ed (percussion)
Colaiuta (drums)

Joe: (clutching the ornament of an ancient car)
Maybe you i
Was the goose
Or the
of the

Well all them
People, I
no excuse
For what I am
Do you me, then?

All them 'n roll
is the worst
Kind of
Selling punk
new kind of
English
Is the wave
Of the
Aw, me please!

Oh no, you go
Who do you for?
I know
I you is the
Government's
And peoples
Dumb is you're
Coming
And peoples
Dumb is where
from
Fuck all writers
the pen in
Their
I be more
Specific so
Might
can all
my ass
But it's
So
best just
Stay
Hey, hey, hey

Hey, joe, who
Did you
Moe
The boy
And you
To the
Better suck a
Harder or the
flow
And I don't
thumb
So on knees
You bum
tell yourself
yum
And suck it
numb

Kinda
And of it
We be wary
Wonder what
Of

And no sooner has he wondered, a of mary appears to him, delivering a little lecture...

Voice of mary's
Hi! me...
The from the bus...

The last
Well...

is
Not
is
Not
is not truth
Truth is not
Beauty is not
Love is not
is the best...
Wisdom is the
Of the wis
(which is extinct).
is a french
Phonetic
Of a short
Neck
in
Resurgence...

And no sooner has she spoken (which is and probably incorrect but what the fuck), enormous flabby short cloth neck ornaments obscure the horizon in a multitude, beating their ugly wings
Orking their hidden chrome snap attachments as they resurge in the direction of the white zone seeking snack material near the utensil of greater america...

If in the
Audience and
we do
Well, we you
To that we
you all too
But as for the
Sucker who
Write the
If his
Is
(his
Is prehensile)
He'll put
His
(he'll put
His pencil)
And
a squat
On the cosmic
(cosmic utensil)
Go it all you got
On the utensil
(cosmic utensil)
Sit 'n until you rot
On the cosmic
(cosmic utensil)
He really
To
On the utensil
(cosmic
utensil)

Now that I got
Over
I'll play my
Imaginary again
Hey...
pretty good!
Hey...get down, me...
Boy, an
Imagination!
Love better
I love myself...
I think...
tone!
Sounds an
gypsy!
What is

hip!