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 don't a fuck.
OLD Hey goat!
I'm gonna beat your in with the hickory stick!
ADAM: he uses his fists-a.
He's filled with anger and filled 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 always bad.
Why when I was a young goat,
the Old Man was like 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.
he stopped in his tracks and he said,
OLD Hey goat!
ADAM: Would you to live with me?
I got a house with a pick-up
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 home of pie.

On the the Old Man told me,
I be a present for his wife.
"A goat," he exclaimed,
"She's never this in her life!"
I so special.
Well, I couldn't believe it,
all these 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 you for your brother
because he me better.
His eyes filled with of sadness.
His heart was with 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 just shook his and said,
OLD Nope!
ADAM: No one will ever me again,
to sure,
put on the 3 ft. rope-a.
Present-day I've been on the 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 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 time I'd been off the truck,
the made me lose control.
The singer asked if we were having fun,
I said, "fucking crank rock and roll-a!"
The women at the show beautiful,
as they danced sexily on the grass.
One of them petted my fur.
me in the goat ass!
Then long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns
and threw me in the pit-a.
passed me around and treated me nice
til I nervously them with shit-a.
Then the stopped.
And was quiet.
And all the rock and started a
fucking riot.
ROCK AND ROLLERS: 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 ran away screaming
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 your fucking jaw."
Super!
Great!
Okay!
Thank you Old Man for my life.
you again and again.
You have let them 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.

That I suffered a concussion,
Deep my goat brain.
I still feel my tailbone.
And I'll probably will never straight again.
I you'd call me,
goat.
A bag for the Old Man to mock.
Just his wife left him,
for his abnormaly large cock.
He been my buddy.
But instead he's a old fuck.
And once I go to sleep,
in my home.......
the of the pick-up truck.
night Old Man!
OLD MAN: Yeah, good goat!