Luyện nghe bài hát Past Life Regressed

I went to meet my girlfriends for lunch the ones
who to
moan and complain about their lives just me,
But when I got there, they were smiling, they happy, I thought
What's up with What the hells up with that?
They said we've just from our
past life therapist who us
back to our lives by and man they were fine
And now we feel okay our present cause
We had one of a past
And said:
the state of your sad pathetic life,
why you must have
Some of cultural icon in an era gone by!
Great. Thanks.
Well, I got a session,
I lay on the couch and she said,
Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! Sleep!
And my mind it started reeling like psychedelic drug thing
And I found myself in a (smelling very badly)
I heard a and everything went black
Well when I to she said, "You're not going to like this
But your past life was as an indigent serf
And while a meal of roots and potatoes,
You attacked by a wild boar."
I said, "Well that sounds a lot my last blind date, are you sure you didn't get the signals crossed?" She said, "I don't think
So." I said, "Well, when I met tragic, bloody death, was I
and indigent serf in a satisfying relationship?"
She said, "No."

As if my life weren't bad enough, good lord I'm depressed
I was just some low life peasant,
when I life regressed.

She said, "We're going to try again, usually the best possible
life comes to the forefront first but maybe there's something wrong with the default mechanism, lets give it another shot.

Well, she took me back further and it got scary
I was an ice age chick who ate a berry
And I stumbled out of my cave to die in the snow.
I said, "Well I was this ice age chick,
did I a man to call mine?"
She said, "Honey, when you died you ten at the time."
I said, "Well, started pretty young back then. . .."

She said, "No."

As if my life weren't bad enough well now I'm depressed
Cause I was some low life peasant
When I past life

I had a friend out, she was Cleopatra!
I had another friend . . .um . . . she was as well.
I had a friend. . . well, suffice to say
PMS around that palace must have been a hell
But I wasn't there. I wasn't anywhere even that
strata.
Well, we revisiting my soul as it cycled on down
the chain, and at every point along the spiral
I out miserably.

finally, we reached my life as a plant.
And i said, "Cross pollination! I'm getting tonight!"
She said, "You were mugwort. And reproduces
asexually.
(Talk about setting an precedent for yourself.)

As if my weren't bad enough, well now I'm more depressed
Cause I was some low life peasant
A foul smelling serf
An ice age chick probably dug up by some kids.
Even as a PLANT I couldn't get any action

I past life regressed.