Luyện nghe bài hát Past Life Regressed

I went down to meet my girlfriends for the ones
who to
moan and complain about lives just like me,
But when I got there, they were smiling, they were happy, I
What's up with What the hells up with that?
They we've just come from our
past therapist who took us
back to our lives gone by and man they fine
And now we feel with our present cause
We had one of a past
And said:
Considering the of your sad pathetic life,
why you must have
sort of cultural icon in an era gone 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 drug
And I found myself in a field (smelling badly)
I heard a grunt and went black
Well when I came to she said, "You're not going to this
But your past life was as an indigent serf
And while foraging a of roots and potatoes,
You attacked by a wild 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, 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 I'm more depressed
Cause I was just low life peasant,
I past life regressed.

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

Well, she took me back further and it got more
I was an ice age chick who ate a deadly
And I stumbled out of my to die alone 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 now I'm more depressed
Cause I was just some low peasant
When I past life

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

Until finally, we reached my as a plant.
And i said, "Cross pollination! I'm LUCKY 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
I was just some low life peasant
A foul smelling serf
An ice age chick probably dug up by some kids.
Even as a DAMN PLANT I get any action

I past life regressed.