Luyện nghe bài hát Professor Nutbutter's House Of Treats

C'mon kiddies round.
Who's your friend in town?
From to maple the name resounds,
Nutbutter.
He's the one, the one,
the County prodigal son.
Here to serve only you, Nutbutter.
At old house of treats
from jams to sacks of sweets,
There's creamy and 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 kiddies be shy
be til the day you die.
The man the myth, the of Professor Nutbutter.
He's the one the one the Meeklybville prodigal son.
Here to help us with ourselves, 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 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 fear the worm. Um, I, myself, had no,
uh, problems with the but in a certain situation, uh, I would
feel like, what, what, uh, ramifications, um, could Uh, there's,
there's really no to, uh, to fear much of anything, you know.
Fear of the, fear of the is a, more, probably, more, more,
appropriate word in this scenario. Um, the, uh, well, It,
depends on you want, I suppose. It really depends on, on
you want.]