Luyện nghe bài hát Sheep

Walking, thinking, feeling,
Uncovering and new things about myself
And this mad around me
Many philosophies, many tongues, many dialects and
styles but wild is wild
Calm is calm, but is mature

Most cool cats are kids at
Now there's along with the art
A chef words, a chef with herbs
A with vegetables, soy products and bean curd

Some at my face and say, You're quite absurd
And I say, Why, 'cos I'm not with the herd?

Of the world I haven't seen
But the mind I escape the ghetto's clutch
Loose cigarettes, ass on celo games
Abandoned and colorful names on walls

Suburb days were with sun rays
And crooked cops who looked at me
Singin' same old song
ya from, 'cos here you don't belong
Long strolls unravel my soul like a
Telling stories untold

Some look at my face and say, quite absurd
And I say, Why, I'm not down with the herd?

I an' I up the sky, who be the sun
To up your adrenaline like African drums
quo, no, along with the grain, no
I got my own

Similar to none, like itchy fingers on guns
Yet graceful swans but there's a built in bomb
Must defuse, choose, right or wrong, win or lose
Born to die, that's why I ask, Why is it so hard to get a piece of the

Some look at my face and say, You're quite
And I say, Why, 'cos I'm not with the herd?