Luyện nghe bài hát Social Disease

My bulldog is barkin' in the
Enough to raise a man from his grave
And I can't on what I'm doing
Disturbance's going to my days

And the days they get longer and
And the night time is a of little use
For I get ugly and older
I get juiced on and just hang loose

And I get bombed for in the morning
I get bombed for dinner and tea
I in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good time
I'm a genuine example of a social

Oh my landlady in a caravan
Well that is she isn't in my arms
And it seems, I pay the rent in kindness
But my liquor also helps to her palms

And the ladies are all getting
And falling apart at the seams
Well I just get on tequila
And see of vineyards in my dreams

And I get bombed for in the morning
I get bombed for time and tea
I dress in rags, smell a lot, and a real good time
I'm a genuine example of a social

And the ladies are all wrinkles
And falling apart at the seams
Well I get high on tequila
And see visions of vineyards in my

And I get for breakfast in the morning
I get bombed for time and tea
I dress in rags, a lot, and have a heart of gold
I'm a genuine example of a social
I'm a example of a social disease