Luyện nghe bài hát Past Life Regressed

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

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

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

Well, she took me back and it got more 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 when I was ice age chick,
did I have a man to mine?"
She said, "Honey, when you you were ten at the time."
I said, "Well, they started pretty 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 life regressed

I had a friend out, she was Cleopatra!
I had another . . .um . . . she was Cleopatra as well.
I had a third friend. . . well, to say
PMS around palace must have been a living hell
But I wasn't there. I wasn't anywhere even near
strata.
Well, we kept revisiting my soul as it cycled on
the food chain, and at 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 setting an early precedent for yourself.)

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

When I past regressed.