Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues

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

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

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

I looked beneath the sofa, beneath the
for them Reds everywhere
I way up my chimney hole
Even looked deep inside my bowl
They got

I heard some footsteps by the porch door
So I grabbed my from the floor
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 could work
I got a magnifying glass Sherlock Holmes
Followed some from my detective bag
And discovered they was red stripes on the flag
Did you about Betsy Ross

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

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