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 head in with the hickory stick!
ADAM: Sometimes he his fists-a.
He's filled with anger and with rage,
and me I smell like piss-a.
His drink, Beam.
His chaser, a beer.
After that, alchohols.
That's when the get so severe,
I sleep,
I he falls.
But don't feel for me.
Things always this bad.
Why when I was a young goat,
the Old Man was just my dad.

I come from the 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!
Would you like to live with me?
I got a with a pick-up truck
in a across D.C.-a.
I said, "sure why not? I got no family. You seem 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 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 would 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 was filled with grief.
To suit he drank a pint of Old Grandad,
and me like a side of beef.
I screamed, "send me to the hills of Europe!"
He just his head and said,
OLD Nope!
No one will ever 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 children stop by,
but it's rocks and beer bottles that they throw.
At they're excited to see a talking goat,
they gather 'round to what I have to say.
But I guess my stories go on too long,
so they 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 kids took me to a rock and roll concert.
The of music?
Old funk.

It was the first time I'd off the truck,
the music me lose control.
The lead singer if we were having fun,
I said, "fucking crank that and roll-a!"
The at the show were beautiful,
as they danced sexily on the grass.
One of even petted my fur.
me in the goat ass!
Then some long-haired guys me by the horns
and threw me in the pit-a.
They me around and treated me nice
til I sprayed them with shit-a.
Then the 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 chased me the street-a.
They chased me into an alley and I was dead 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: you pot smoking turkeys!
Don't you 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!
you Old Man for saving my life.
Thank you 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 of grain alchohol,
and beat the shit out of my head.
Ow! Ow! Ow! You're me Old Man.

That I suffered a concussion,
Deep inside my brain.
I cannot feel my tailbone.
And I'll probably will never walk again.
I guess call me,
goat.
A bag for the Old Man to mock.
Just his wife left him,
for his abnormaly large cock.
He could've my buddy.
But instead he's a old fuck.
And again I go to sleep,
in my home.......
the of the pick-up truck.
night Old Man!
OLD MAN: Yeah, good goat!