Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues

Well, I was sad and kind of blue
I know what I was gonna do
The Communists comin' around
They was in the air, they on the ground
were all over

So I ran down most
And joined the Birch Society
I got me a secret card
Went to my backyard
And started looking on the
'Neath the bush

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

I looked the sofa, beneath the chair
Looking for them Reds
I looked way up my hole
Even looked deep inside my toilet
got away

I heard some footsteps by the porch door
So I grabbed my shotgun the floor
I snuck the house with a huff 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 glass Sherlock Holmes
some clues from my detective bag
And discovered they was red on the American flag
Did you about Betsy Ross

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

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