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 Communists were comin'
They was in the air, they were on the
They were all

So I ran most hurriedly
And joined the Birch Society
I got me a secret membership
Went to my backyard
And started on the sidewalk
'Neath the bush

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

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

I some footsteps by the front 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 my job so I could work alone
I got a magnifying like Sherlock Holmes
Followed some clues from my bag
And discovered they was red stripes on the American
Did you know Betsy Ross

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

Well, I finally started straight
When I run outta things to
I couldn't imagine anything else
So now I'm at investigatin' myself
Hope, I don't out too much, good God