Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat

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

I come 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 in his tracks and he said,
OLD Hey goat!
ADAM: Would you like to with me?
I got a house with a truck
in a place D.C.-a.
I said, "sure why not? I got no family. You seem a nice guy."
So we off to America,
the home of pie.

On the boat the Old Man me,
I would be a for his wife.
"A goat," he exclaimed,
"She's never this 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 prayed it never end.

But we got to his house,
was no wife.
Only a short, letter.
It : I'm leaving you for your brother
because he me better.
His eyes filled with of sadness.
His heart was with grief.
To suit himself he a pint of Old Grandad,
and beat me 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 ever me again,
to sure,
put on the 3 ft. rope-a.
Present-day been on the truck for 51 years.
My friend is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the neighborhood stop by,
but it's always rocks and beer bottles that throw.
At first they're to see a talking goat,
they gather 'round to hear I have to say.
But I guess sometimes my go on too long,
so they and giggle,
I a bidet.
But you there was a night
I did get off the truck,
when the Old Man was out drunk.
Three kids took me to a rock and roll concert.
The of music?
Old funk.

It was the first I'd been off the truck,
the music made me control.
The lead singer asked if we having fun,
I said, "fucking that rock and roll-a!"
The at the show were beautiful,
as they danced sexily on the grass.
One of even petted my fur.
me in the goat ass!
Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the
and me in the mosh pit-a.
They passed me around and treated me
til I nervously sprayed them 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.
They me into an alley and said I was dead fucking goat meat-a.
But I saw a sight,
that I'd never I'd see.
The Old Man his hickory stick,
but he swinging at me.
OLD Fuck you pot smoking turkeys!
Don't you your luck!
ADAM: The long-hairs ran away
as I onto the truck-a.
When we got home the Old Man said, "goat you 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!
you Old Man for saving my life.
Thank you and again.
You could have let barbeque me,
but you acted a friend.
"I'm not friend.
I don't even you.
I'm not drunk," he said.
To his point,
he drank a bottle of alchohol,
and beat the fucking out of my head.
Ow! Ow! Ow! hurting me Old Man.

That night I a concussion,
Deep inside my brain.
I still feel my tailbone.
And I'll probably will never straight again.
I guess call me,
goat.
A bag for the Old Man to mock.
because his wife left him,
for his brother's large cock.
He been my buddy.
But he's 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, good goat!