Luyện nghe bài hát Red Kool-Aid On The Couch

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

Conquered video game,
And every just the same.
A bright lad, smart as they come.
known to do something dumb.

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

Light blond-haired boy sitting there
that "didn't mean to do it" stare.
"Sorry 'bout that; I think
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 moved up and on to school,
Where he the "high" part was cool.
Gave up sports and video
Watched his go up in flames.

One more bottle, and one joint,
Till we all the breaking 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 middle for you, Ma,
And, Dad, the one's just for you!"

those angry words he left us,
Never and never wrote.
Somehow, the Lord kept us
drowning, kept us afloat.

Years of dark clouds, and 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 to tell y'all,
But we your son dead."

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