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 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.
that, various alchohols.
That's when the get so severe,
I sleep,
I he falls.
But feel sorry for me.
Things weren't always bad.
Why I was a young talking goat,
the Old Man was like my dad.

I from the hills of Europe.
That's 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 a pick-up truck
in a place D.C.-a.
I said, "sure why not? I got no family. You like a nice guy."
So we off to America,
the home of pie.

On the boat the Old Man me,
I be a present for his wife.
"A goat," he exclaimed,
"She's never seen in her life!"
I so special.
Well, I just couldn't 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 with tears of sadness.
His heart was filled grief.
To suit himself he drank a 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 on the truck for 51 years.
My friend is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the neighborhood children 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 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 kids took me to a rock and roll concert.
The kind of
Old funk.

It was the first time I'd off the truck,
the music made me control.
The singer asked if we were having fun,
I said, "fucking that rock and roll-a!"
The women at the were beautiful,
as they danced on the soft grass.
One of them petted my fur.
Fuck me in the ass!
Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the
and threw me in the pit-a.
They passed me around and treated me
til I nervously sprayed them shit-a.
the music 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 me under the bleachers.
chased me onto 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 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 long-hairs ran screaming
as I scrambled the truck-a.
When we got home the Old Man said, "goat you broke the 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.
Thank you and again.
You have let them 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 of grain alchohol,
and the fucking shit out of my head.
Ow! Ow! Ow! You're me Old Man.

That I suffered a concussion,
Deep my goat brain.
I still feel my tailbone.
And I'll 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 large cock.
He been my buddy.
But he's a crazy old fuck.
And again I go to sleep,
in my home.......
the back of the truck.
night Old Man!
OLD MAN: Yeah, good goat!