Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues

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

So I ran down hurriedly
And joined the Birch Society
I got me a membership card
Went back to my
And started looking on the
'Neath the bush

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

I looked beneath the sofa, beneath the
for them Reds everywhere
I looked way up my chimney
Even looked deep inside my toilet
got away

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

Well, I quit my job so I work alone
I got a glass like Sherlock Holmes
Followed clues from my detective bag
And discovered they was red stripes on the American
Did you know Betsy Ross

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

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