Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues

Well, I was feelin' sad and of blue
I didn't know what I was do
The Communists were comin'
was in the air, they were on the ground
They were all

So I ran down hurriedly
And joined the John Birch
I got me a secret membership
Went to my backyard
And started looking on the
'Neath the rose

Well, I was lookin' everywhere for them gold Reds
I got up in the mornin' and looked my bed
behind the kitchen, behind the door
Even loose the kitchen floor, couldn't find any

I looked beneath the sofa, the chair
Looking for them everywhere
I looked way up my hole
Even looked inside my toilet bowl
They got

I heard some footsteps by the porch door
So I grabbed my shotgun the floor
I snuck around the house with a and hiss and
"Hands up, you Communist" it was a man
He me out

Well, I quit my job so I work alone
I got a magnifying like Sherlock Holmes
Followed some from my detective bag
And discovered they was red on the American flag
Did you know about Ross

Well, I was sittin' home and I started to sweat
I figured was in my television set
I peeked behind the picture
And got a from my feet that hit my brain
Them Reds did it, no one's on the nanny

Well, I started thinkin' straight
When I run things to investigate
I couldn't doin' anything else
So now I'm at home investigatin'
Hope, I don't find out too much, God