Luyện nghe bài hát Professor Nutbutter's House Of Treats

C'mon kiddies round.
Who's foremost friend in town?
From main to maple the resounds,
Nutbutter.
He's the one, the one,
the County prodigal son.
Here to only you, Professor Nutbutter.
At old Nutbutter's house of
jellied jams to sacks of sweets,
There's and nutatious spreads for all.
Chemist, master of entomology the professor for a fee
Will cure what you, guaranteed 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.
He's the one the one the Meeklybville prodigal son.
Here to us with ourselves, Professor 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 properties of the can be, uh, fully, fully,
well, appreciated by the, uh, the 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,
there's no need to, uh, to fear much of anything, you know.
Fear of the, fear of the is a, more, probably, more, more,
appropriate in this particular scenario. Um, the, uh, well, It,
depends on you want, I suppose. It really depends on, on
you want.]