Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat

ADAM: I am a goat.
I on the back 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 beat your head in with the hickory stick!
ADAM: he uses his fists-a.
filled with anger and filled with rage,
and tells me I like piss-a.
His drink, Beam.
His chaser, a beer.
that, various alchohols.
That's when the get so severe,
I sleep,
I he falls.
But don't feel for me.
Things weren't always bad.
Why when I was a talking goat,
the Old Man was just my dad.

I from the hills of Europe.
where I met the Old Man.
He was in the woods,
I him directions,
He gave me a can.
he stopped in his tracks 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 not? I got no family. You seem like a guy."
So we off to America,
the of apple pie.

On the boat the Old Man me,
I be a present for his wife.
"A goat," he exclaimed,
"She's seen 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 leaving you for brother
because he me better.
His filled with tears of sadness.
His was filled with grief.
To suit himself he a pint of Old Grandad,
and beat me like a of beef.
I screamed, "send me back to the of Europe!"
He just shook his and said,
OLD Nope!
ADAM: No one will leave 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.
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 what I have to say.
But I guess my stories go on too long,
so leave and giggle,
I a bidet.
But you know was a night
I did get off the truck,
when the Old Man was out drunk.
Three neighborhood kids me to a rock and roll concert.
The kind of
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 women at the show beautiful,
as they danced on the soft grass.
One of them even my fur.
me in the goat ass!
Then some long-haired guys me by the horns
and me in the mosh pit-a.
They me around and treated me nice
til I nervously sprayed with shit-a.
Then the stopped.
And was quiet.
And all the rock and rollers a
fucking riot.
ROCK AND Kill the goat!
the goat!
the goat!
the goat!
ADAM: chased me under the bleachers.
They chased me the street-a.
They chased me into an alley and said I was fucking goat meat-a.
But I saw a sight,
that I'd never I'd see.
The Old Man his hickory stick,
but he wasn't at me.
OLD MAN: 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 fucking jaw."
Super!
Great!
Okay!
you Old Man for saving my life.
Thank you and again.
You could have let 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 the fucking shit out of my head.
Ow! Ow! Ow! hurting me Old Man.

That night I a concussion,
inside my goat brain.
I still feel my tailbone.
And I'll probably never walk straight again.
I you'd call me,
goat.
A bag for the Old Man to mock.
because 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 Yeah, good night goat!