Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat

ADAM: I am a goat.
I live on the back of a truck.
The Old Man tied me with a 3 ft. rope.
Am I
He don't a fuck.
OLD Hey goat!
I'm gonna beat your head in the hickory stick!
ADAM: Sometimes he his fists-a.
He's filled with and filled with rage,
and tells me I like piss-a.
His drink, Beam.
His chaser, a beer.
that, various alchohols.
That's the beatings get so severe,
I sleep,
I he falls.
But don't 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.
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!
Would you like to live with me?
I got a house with a truck
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 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 couldn't believe it,
after all years,
I had a friend.
He my beard,
he my hooves,
I prayed it would end.

But we got to his house,
was no wife.
Only a short, letter.
It : I'm leaving you for your brother
he fucks me better.
His eyes with tears of sadness.
His heart was filled grief.
To suit he drank a pint of Old Grandad,
and me like a side of beef.
I screamed, "send me back to the of Europe!"
He shook his head and said,
OLD Nope!
ADAM: No one will leave 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 children by,
but it's rocks and beer bottles that they throw.
At they're excited to see a talking goat,
they gather to hear what I have to say.
But I sometimes my stories 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 neighborhood kids took me to a rock and concert.
The of music?
Old funk.

It was the first I'd been off the truck,
the music me lose control.
The lead singer if we were having fun,
I said, "fucking that rock and roll-a!"
The women at the show beautiful,
as they danced on the soft grass.
One of even petted my fur.
Fuck me in the ass!
Then some long-haired guys me by the horns
and threw me in the pit-a.
They passed me around and treated me
til I nervously them with shit-a.
Then the stopped.
And was quiet.
And all the rock and started 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 chased me into an alley and said I was fucking goat meat-a.
But I saw a sight,
I'd never thought I'd see.
The Old Man swinging his stick,
but he swinging at me.
OLD MAN: you pot smoking turkeys!
you press your luck!
ADAM: The ran away screaming
as I onto the truck-a.
When we got 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 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 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 still 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.
Just because his wife 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!