Luyện nghe bài hát Scrap

I met a skinhead Scrap
He in my friends garage
Everyday hes shaking that paint can
And out seeing stars

Grab a paper bag like an oxygen
Until your mind to gel
'Cause the in the can has a crazy beat
The funky dying cell

So he met Christians from hell
Who said, "Lets go to Vegas, man"
So he packed up his and his red beret
that big, bad Christian van

Use revival meetings like an tent
Till your mind to gel
'Cause the thumps the Bible
With a beat, the funky dying brain cell

Well, he came back to the
But the garage, it wasnt
And he dug metallic gold more Luke and John
Now hes his hair

a paper bag like an oxygen mask
Until your starts to gel
'Cause the in the can
Has a crazy beat, the funky dying cell