Luyện nghe bài hát Technical Foul

Look got to understand
Its just been me and for sixty-seven years
So she gets nervous around
I show that picture to any one

Or they might try to take you two guys back to the
Listen we got rules in this house, and you better
or you'll find yourself outta of here
This might be then I thought

If coming from street, with dirty shoes on your feet
a technical foul
If you switch the radio to some modern show
That's a technical
If you don't shut the door after the refridgerator
That's a technical foul, a technical

If you the thermostat, you'll get hit with a bat
'Cause tha'ts a technical foul, you'll my wrath
If your clogs the drain, you'll know the meaning of pain

Cause a technical foul, Ill show you no mercy
This is such bull shit, hey in this house we say spit
Or its a technical foul, a foul

Let me get straight
You expect me to change my entire lifestyle in one
you guys are a couple of psychotic control freaks
You got it bub or you can go rot in the
up to you Yankee Doodle

Well, I don't to do that
But let me run a few by you
So I don't screw up

If I don't spray Lysol, after moving a
That's a foul, okay?
If I decide to wash my ass with your towel
That's a foul

say, hiney
If I fun of your crazy feeties
Or give cookies to Miss Diabetes
not really technical foul, but possibly a homicide

Can I sleep three?
If you do get a T
Take a whizz in those
say hit the showers
Use horn as a bong
Tommy Chong

Make long distance calls
You'll get a kick in the
Can I walk around with my erection?
If you an automatic ejection
that's a technical foul

But I'd like to see it anyway, just

There are certain rules which in one's life
With sister, friends or imaginary wife
I cant believe, I killed myself
Respect over me on the court
Here Wigs McGee, and a fury elf

Whether Jewish diabetic or especially short
ironic and hes a troll
I see, strange in my royal carry
My wife is short and hairy
took my wig, I remember the look in their eyes

How did my life get stuck in this hole?
Why oh why won't someone retrieve my wig, wig,
Guess I have to deal with your
But don't touch me with your alien hands

I got no to growl
The whistle she's on the
Without my wig, I like an owl
Oh, my God, laugh at her

Or a technical foul
Or a technical foul
Or it's a foul