Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Drugs And Rock N' Roll

it was ago,
seems a dream.
the day I the air
from a bottle of cream
and i got high
and things got slow
and i talking like this
what's on?
i know
and i sold my car
for a Dead ticket
my dad at me
and he me
and he i was a dick,
it was the day of my life
and i'll forget
but the next day
I was doing hits
in the back of my chevy
so tell me
winning the war on drugs
cause drugs are like a bog ol' can of
and you're all bugs
and don't me
to not get
i'm as low as i can get
without your ass
and you at the same time

man, don't tell me about and peace
when one of the Joneses have a
at me
don't me to just say no
i'm an addict, i say let me go
happened to sex drugs n' rock n' roll?
now we just AIDS crack and techno

so busted me
so i say "fuck up"
for selling
and i to jail
and i wasn't
like little fucker who shot the pope
and he said i had the right to silent
and couldn't explain
but i resist
and i was
'cause all i ever was the right to remain
and questioned me
yeah, asked me "why?"
and i "fuck off"
i dont i should be shot
for pot
just my little way of saying "high"
now my all fucked up
now two a week
they make me in a cup
well what i to do
is piss down throats

okay, here's the part
told me
that times changed
our parents had
Hendrix, and Jim
but about
River and Curt Cobain
and they me
to praise the
but i've been waiting for so
for him to me back
i think i'm go pray
at Betty
and told me
that was fair
i smoke a plant that was made by God
but i can kill my wife if i'm a football
and told me,
they me to just ignore
but i'd rather smoke
Nancy Reagan's skull
while gettin' a
Tipper Gore