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 don't a fuck.
OLD Hey goat!
I'm gonna beat your in with the hickory stick!
Sometimes he uses his fists-a.
He's filled with anger and filled 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 don't feel for me.
weren't 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.
he stopped in his tracks and he said,
OLD Hey goat!
ADAM: Would you like to live 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 the Old Man told 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 believe it,
after all years,
I had a friend.
He my beard,
he my hooves,
I it would never end.

But we got to his house,
was no wife.
Only a short, letter.
It said : I'm leaving you for brother
he fucks me better.
His eyes filled tears of sadness.
His heart was with grief.
To suit himself he drank a of Old Grandad,
and beat me a side of beef.
I screamed, "send me to the hills of Europe!"
He just shook his and said,
OLD Nope!
ADAM: No one ever leave me again,
to sure,
put on the 3 ft. rope-a.
I've been on the truck for 51 years.
My only is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the neighborhood children by,
but it's always rocks and beer that they throw.
At first they're to see a talking goat,
they gather 'round to hear what I to say.
But I sometimes my stories go on too long,
so leave 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 took me to a rock and roll concert.
The kind of
Old funk.

It was the first I'd been off the truck,
the made me lose control.
The singer asked if we were having fun,
I said, "fucking crank that and roll-a!"
The at the show were beautiful,
as danced sexily on the soft grass.
One of them petted my fur.
me in the goat ass!
Then some guys grabbed me by the horns
and threw me in the pit-a.
They passed me and treated me nice
til I nervously them with shit-a.
the music stopped.
And was quiet.
And all the and rollers started a
fucking riot.
ROCK AND Kill the goat!
the goat!
the goat!
the goat!
ADAM: They me under the bleachers.
They me onto the street-a.
They chased me into an alley and said I was dead fucking 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 press 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 your fucking jaw."
Super!
Great!
Okay!
Thank you Old Man for my life.
Thank you and again.
You could have let barbeque me,
but you acted a friend.
"I'm not friend.
I even like you.
I'm not drunk," he said.
To his point,
he a bottle of grain alchohol,
and beat the fucking out of my head.
Ow! Ow! Ow! You're me Old Man.

That night I a concussion,
Deep my goat brain.
I still cannot my tailbone.
And I'll probably will 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 large cock.
He could've my buddy.
But he's a crazy old fuck.
And once I go to sleep,
in my home.......
the back of the truck.
night Old Man!
OLD MAN: Yeah, good goat!