Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat

ADAM: I am a goat.
I on the back of a pick-up truck.
The Old Man tied me here a 3 ft. rope.
Am I
He don't a fuck.
OLD Hey goat!
I'm gonna beat your head in with the stick!
ADAM: he uses his fists-a.
He's filled with anger and with rage,
and tells me I smell piss-a.
His drink, Beam.
His chaser, a beer.
After that, alchohols.
That's when the get so severe,
I sleep,
I he falls.
But feel sorry for me.
weren't always this bad.
Why when I was a young goat,
the Old Man was just my dad.

I come the hills of Europe.
where I met the Old Man.
He was in the woods,
I him directions,
He me a tuna can.
Then he in his tracks and he said,
OLD Hey goat!
ADAM: you like to live with me?
I got a with a pick-up truck
in a across D.C.-a.
I said, "sure why not? I got no family. You like a nice guy."
So we off to America,
the of apple pie.

On the boat the Old Man me,
I would be a for his wife.
"A goat," he exclaimed,
"She's never seen in her life!"
I so special.
Well, I couldn't believe it,
after all years,
I had a friend.
He my beard,
he my hooves,
I it would never end.

But we got to his house,
was no wife.
Only a short, letter.
It said : I'm leaving you for your
he fucks me better.
His filled with tears of sadness.
His heart was filled grief.
To suit himself he a pint of Old Grandad,
and me like a side of beef.
I screamed, "send me to the hills of Europe!"
He just his head and said,
OLD Nope!
ADAM: No one will leave me again,
to sure,
put on the 3 ft. rope-a.
I've been on the truck for 51 years.
My friend is the A.M. radio.
the neighborhood children stop by,
but it's always rocks and bottles that they throw.
At first they're to see a talking goat,
they gather 'round to hear what I to say.
But I sometimes my stories go on too long,
so they and giggle,
I a bidet.
But you know there was a
I did get off the truck,
when the Old Man was out drunk.
Three neighborhood took me to a rock and roll concert.
The of music?
Old funk.

It was the time I'd been off the truck,
the music made me control.
The lead singer asked if we were fun,
I said, "fucking that rock and roll-a!"
The at the show were beautiful,
as they sexily on the soft grass.
One of them petted my fur.
Fuck me in the ass!
Then some long-haired grabbed me by the horns
and me in the mosh pit-a.
passed me around and treated me nice
til I nervously sprayed with shit-a.
the music stopped.
And was quiet.
And all the and rollers started a
fucking riot.
ROCK AND ROLLERS: the goat!
the goat!
the goat!
the goat!
ADAM: They me under the bleachers.
They me onto the street-a.
chased me into an alley and said I was dead fucking goat meat-a.
But I saw a sight,
that I'd thought I'd see.
The Old Man his hickory stick,
but he wasn't at me.
OLD MAN: Fuck you pot turkeys!
you press your luck!
ADAM: The ran away screaming
as I scrambled the truck-a.
we got home the Old Man said, "goat you broke the sacred law."
No!
Please!
Sorry!
Shit!
"I'll let it go time,
but if you again,
I'll break your jaw."
Super!
Great!
Okay!
Thank you Old Man for my life.
you again and again.
You could let them barbeque me,
but you like a friend.
"I'm not friend.
I even like you.
I'm not drunk," he said.
To his point,
he drank a bottle of alchohol,
and beat the shit out of my head.
Ow! Ow! Ow! hurting me Old Man.

night I suffered a concussion,
Deep my goat brain.
I cannot feel my tailbone.
And I'll probably will never walk again.
I guess you'd me,
goat.
A bag for the Old Man to mock.
because his wife left him,
for his abnormaly large cock.
He been my buddy.
But instead a crazy old fuck.
And again I go to sleep,
in my home.......
the of the pick-up truck.
Good Old Man!
OLD MAN: Yeah, night goat!