Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat

ADAM: I am a goat.
I live on the of a pick-up truck.
The Old Man me here with a 3 ft. rope.
Am I
He give a fuck.
OLD Hey goat!
I'm gonna beat your head in the hickory stick!
Sometimes he uses his fists-a.
He's filled with anger and with rage,
and tells me I like 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.
Things always this bad.
Why when I was a talking goat,
the Old Man was just my dad.

I from the hills of Europe.
That's I met the Old Man.
He was in the woods,
I him directions,
He me a tuna can.
Then he stopped in his and he said,
OLD Hey goat!
ADAM: Would you like to with me?
I got a house with a pick-up
in a place D.C.-a.
I said, "sure why I got no family. You seem like a nice guy."
So we off to America,
the home of pie.

On the the Old Man told me,
I would be a for his wife.
"A goat," he exclaimed,
"She's never this in her life!"
I so special.
Well, I just believe it,
after all years,
I had a friend.
He my beard,
he my hooves,
I prayed it never end.

But we got to his house,
was no wife.
Only a short, letter.
It said : I'm you for your brother
because he me better.
His eyes filled with of sadness.
His was filled with grief.
To suit he drank a pint of Old Grandad,
and beat me like a of beef.
I screamed, "send me back to the of Europe!"
He just his head and said,
OLD Nope!
ADAM: No one will ever me again,
to sure,
put on the 3 ft. rope-a.
Present-day I've been on the for 51 years.
My only is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the children stop by,
but always rocks and beer bottles that they throw.
At they're excited to see a talking goat,
they gather 'round to hear what I to say.
But I guess 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 kids took me to a rock and concert.
The of music?
Old funk.

It was the first time I'd off the truck,
the music made me control.
The lead singer if we were having fun,
I said, "fucking crank that and roll-a!"
The women at the show beautiful,
as they sexily on the soft grass.
One of them petted my fur.
Fuck me in the ass!
some long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns
and me in the mosh pit-a.
They passed me and treated me nice
til I nervously them with shit-a.
Then the stopped.
And was quiet.
And all the rock and rollers a
goat riot.
ROCK AND Kill the goat!
the goat!
the goat!
the goat!
ADAM: They chased me the bleachers.
They chased me the street-a.
chased me into an alley and said I was dead fucking goat meat-a.
But I saw a sight,
I'd never thought I'd see.
The Old Man his hickory stick,
but he swinging at me.
OLD MAN: Fuck you pot turkeys!
Don't you your luck!
The long-hairs ran away screaming
as I onto 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 fucking jaw."
Super!
Great!
Okay!
you Old Man for saving my life.
Thank you and again.
You have let them barbeque me,
but you like a friend.
"I'm not friend.
I don't even you.
I'm not drunk," he said.
To his point,
he a bottle of grain alchohol,
and beat the shit out of my head.
Ow! Ow! Ow! hurting me Old Man.

That I suffered a concussion,
Deep inside my brain.
I cannot feel my tailbone.
And probably will never walk straight again.
I you'd call me,
goat.
A bag for the Old Man to mock.
Just his wife left him,
for his brother's abnormaly cock.
He could've my buddy.
But instead a crazy old fuck.
And again I go to sleep,
in my home.......
the back of the truck.
night Old Man!
OLD MAN: Yeah, night goat!