Luyện nghe bài hát Rehab

We did it all
We did it all
We did we could
Get our hands on in the seventies
We did fucking of mushrooms, pills, ludes, coke
Whatever it was, we just swallowed it, okay?
That's what we did, go
"Well why you go into rehab?"

We have rehab back in the seventies
Back in the rehab meant you'd stop doing coke
But you smoking pot and drinking
For a couple weeks, you know?
"Yeah, me a case of Budweiser and an ounce
I gotta down, Jesus Christ, I'm outta control
Look at the of my pants, for Christ's sake

that's the big thing now
Rehab is the big fucking secret now, isn't it, yeah
You can do you want
Just go into rehab and your problems
that the big celebrity thing?
That's what I'm do
Yeah, I'm get famous
Then when my career to flag

I'm gonna go three months fucking bender, okay?
Coke, and pot, and smack, and fucking booze
And drive people, and beat up my kids
Go into therapy, go into rehab, come rehab
Be on the cover of People
"Sorry! I fucked up!", That's what do, man
They go into and they come out
And blame everybody except themselves

blame their parents, right? That's the way
Everybody comes a dysfunctional family
All of the sudden,
Rosanne Barr comes a dysfunctional family?
Not Rosanne, she so normal to me
The Jacksons dysfunctional?
Not the
These people give each new heads
For Christmas for sake

I am sick and of hearing
That fucking speech, you
These people out of rehab
always have the same story
"Well you know, I an alcoholic
Because my parents didn't love me

And I became a junkie
Because my parents didn't love me
And I went into hypnosis and
And I out that parents used to hit me
"Hey! My parents used to beat the living shit out of me,
And looking back on it, I'm glad did
And I'm looking forward to beating the out of my kids, aren't you"?

For no whatsoever
"What'd you hit me for?"
"Shutup and get out there and mow the for Christ's sake"
There's for ya
Mowing the lawn and crying at the same
"The Leary kids in again
Their lawn great, it's unbelieveable"
God, "I'm just not happy, I'm not happy"

I'm not happy because
My life didn't out the way
I it would
"Hey! Join the club, okay"
I thought I was to be
The starting fielder for
The Boston Red
Life sucks, get a fucking helmet,

"I'm not happy, I'm not happy"
happy, okay?
Happiness comes in doses folks
It's a cigarette, or a chocolate cookie, or a second orgasm
That's it, okay! You cum, you eat the
You smoke the butt, you go to
You get up in the and go to fucking work, okay?
is it, end of fucking list

"I'm not happy"
the fuck up, allright?
That's the of my new book
"Shut the Fuck Up, by Doctor Leary
A new form of therapy"
I'm have my patients come in. "Doctor, I"

"Shut the up, next"
"I feel so"
"Shut the up, next"
"He made me so much better about myself, you know?
He just me to shut the fuck up
And nobody had ever me that before
I so much better now"

fucking maggots
And all people quitting
I think a good thing, AA
And the and rehab
Because I've got some friends who'd be
Without those programs, but you something
Now got a new problem
Because now they quit and drugs

They're stressed out
And they to work out, which is fine
I'm not a workout guy, but I understood
It made sense, were arm machines and leg machines
But have you seen people
Who are the stair-master?
Have we into gerbils ladies and gentlemen?

People are paying money to go into a club
And up invisible steps
Over and over again for an hour and a
"Where are you going?" "I'm going up and I for it too
I can stay here as as I want"
Folks, you wanna go up and stairs
Move into a floor walk up on the lower east side, okay?
What's next? A chair master?

"I sit down. I get up, I sit
I get up, I sit dow, I get up"
The master
"I the door, I close"
What the