Luyện nghe bài hát Red Kool-Aid On The Couch

A bright lad, smart as they come,
Played with toys, nothing dumb.
Blazed grade school with high praise;
Left friends and all amazed.

Conquered every game,
And sport just the same.
A young lad, smart as they come.
Never to do something dumb.

Said, "Mom and Dad, I you this wide!"
Then his arms out from his side.
All the from his glass
Hit the couch one big splash.

Light blond-haired boy just sitting
that "didn't mean to do it" stare.
"Sorry 'bout that; I didn't
I was going to my drink."

His clouded, then came the rain.
No matter how I that stain,
I can't get it out,
That red on the couch.

He up and on to high school,
Where he thought the "high" was cool.
up sports and video games;
Watched his go up in flames.

One more bottle, and one joint,
Till we all reached the point.
There he sat in our living -
boy for impending doom.

He jumped up the sofa,
And his tall drink glass flew.
"Here's a finger for you, Ma,
And, Dad, the one's just for you!"

With those angry words he us,
Never called and wrote.
Somehow, the Good kept us
From drowning, us afloat.

of dark clouds, and years of rain,
No matter how I that stain,
I can't get it out,
That red on the couch.

one day, we got the call,
The all parents dread.
"Sorry to have to y'all,
But we found son dead."

All the heartache, and all the pain,
No matter how I that stain,
I'll get it out,
That red on the couch.