Luyện nghe bài hát Professor Nutbutter's House Of Treats

C'mon gather round.
Who's your foremost in town?
From main to maple the resounds,
Nutbutter.
He's the one, the one,
the Barkley County son.
Here to serve you, Professor Nutbutter.
At old house of treats
jellied jams to sacks of sweets,
There's and nutatious spreads for all.
Chemist, master of entomology the for a modest fee
Will cure what ails you, Professor Nutbutter.
alright, don't 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 with ourselves, Nutbutter
alright to fear the worm.

[It's all right to fear the worm. The worm, the is our friend.
Um, but not all of the of the worm can be, uh, fully, fully,
well, by the, uh, the human body itself, but, um it's,
it's, it's, it's ok to, to the worm. Um, I, myself, have had no,
uh, problems with the but in a certain situation, uh, I would
feel like, what, what, uh, ramifications, um, occur? 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 in this particular scenario. Um, the, uh, well, It,
on what you want, I suppose. It really depends on, on
you want.]