Luyện nghe bài hát Sammy

Memories in ____ like tones in my retina.
The of sweat slipping off the back of Hugh Hefner.
Reminds me of the days eatin' lunch with ol' Sammy.
I'd apple juice and he would eat "salammie".
Um.. on Wonderbread I think the crust cut off.
At the of Magilamagloughlen street.

I be seated.
He be spectacle.
He may have been a bum but Sammy was respectable.
Telling me stories about the that he done.
Kickin' (____) from a past that was and gone,
was the way Sammy to spend his day.

(Chorus)
And if was still, this is what he'd say.
strange...
Lord strange....
got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up stitch
Two rabbit in a ditch
no
Must be the season of the
be the season of the witch

Surprising it may sound to the of the nebula,
but Sammy had a theory his atoms were irregular
Twisted (____) crazy in a petri dish
schemes inside the minds of a scientist.
Molding eatin' worms
told me he's immune to germs.
And the monkeys eyes scare him he's at the zoo
Cause monkeys see what you eat and monkeys see you didn't do
Or you did
And Sammy wasn't
He told me all about the treasures and they're hidden
And Ima go on a Saturday

(Chorus)
And if was alive still, is what he'd say.
strange...
Lord strange....
got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every
Two runnin' in a ditch
no
Must be the of the witch
be the season of the witch

Sammy told me in the end we are infinite.
We owe the a bee and to the bees we are indebted.
That is set by old llamas who (___) were created from the Castor Oil.
Said to all my leads
til I the spoils
And conversate with
cause they is truly loyal
a dog with three legs
swimmin' in the
I wish this was my
but it's that I'm quoting
Cuz his was profound
In a world full of
And Sammy been since the Season of the Witches.
Dropping knowledge on my memory that won't away.

And if was alive still, this is what say.
strange...
Lord strange....
got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up stitch
Two rabbit in a ditch
no
Must be the of the witch
be the season of the witch

.......
Must be the Season of the Witch
Peace, Sammy.