Luyện nghe bài hát Professor Nutbutter's House Of Treats

C'mon kiddies round.
Who's your foremost friend in
main to maple the name resounds,
Nutbutter.
He's the one, the one,
the County prodigal son.
Here to only you, Professor Nutbutter.
At old Nutbutter's house of
from jams to sacks of sweets,
There's creamy and spreads for all.
Chemist, master of the professor for a modest fee
Will cure what ails you, guaranteed Nutbutter.
It's alright, fear the worm.
C'mon don't be shy
be til the day you die.
The man the myth, the magic of Nutbutter.
the one the only one the Meeklybville prodigal son.
Here to help us ourselves, Professor Nutbutter
It's alright to the worm.

[It's all right to the worm. The worm, the worm is our friend.
Um, but not all of the of the worm can be, uh, fully, fully,
well, appreciated by the, uh, the body itself, but, um it's,
it's, it's, ok to, to fear the worm. Um, I, myself, have had no,
uh, with the worm but in a certain situation, uh, I would
feel like, what, what, uh, ramifications, um, could Uh, there's,
really no need to, uh, to fear much of anything, you know.
Fear of the, of the temptation is a, more, probably, more, more,
appropriate word in this scenario. Um, the, uh, well, It,
depends on what you want, I suppose. It depends on, on
you want.]