Luyện nghe bài hát Red Kool-Aid On The Couch

A young lad, smart as they come,
Played big-boy toys, nothing dumb.
through grade school with high praise;
Left and teachers all amazed.

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

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

Light blond-haired boy sitting there
With that "didn't to do it" stare.
"Sorry that; I didn't think
I was to spill my drink."

His eyes clouded, then the rain.
No matter how I that stain,
I ever get it out,
That red on the couch.

He moved up and on to 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,
we all reached the breaking point.
There he sat in our room -
Poster boy for doom.

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

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

Years of 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 call all dread.
"Sorry to have to y'all,
But we found son dead."

All the heartache, and all the pain,
No matter how I scrub stain,
never get it out,
That red on the couch.