Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat Song

I am a simple goat, I live on the of a pick-up truck
The old man me here with a 3-foot rope
Am I happy he don't a fuck
Hey goat, I'm gonna beat your head in with a stick

Sometimes he his fists
He's filled anger, and filled with rage
And tells me I like piss
His drink, Jimmy Bean, his chaser, a
After that, alcohols
That's when the get so severe
Asleep I pray he

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 gave him directions
He gave me a can

he stopped in his tracks and he said, "Hey goat
Would you to live with me?
I've got a house a pick-up truck
In a across the sea"

I said, "Sure, why not, got no family
You like a nice guy"
So we went off to
The of the apple pie

On the boat, the old man me
I be a present for his wife
A goat, he exclaimed
She'd never seen in her life, I felt so special

Well, I just believe it
all these years I finally had a friend
He trimmed my beard, he scraped my
I prayed it never end

But when we got to his house, there was no
a short, short letter
It said, "I'm you for your brother
he fucks me better"

His eyes filled with tears of
His was filled with grief
To soothe himself he drank a pint of Old
And beat me a side of beef

I screamed, "Send me back to the of Europe"
He just his head and said, "Nope"
No one will leave me again
To make sure, put on this 3-foot fucking

Present day, I've on the truck for 51 years
My only friend is the am
Sometimes the neighborhood children by
But it's always rocks and beer bottles throw

At first excited to see a talking goat
They gather to hear what I have to say
But I guess sometimes my go on too long
So leave and giggle I need a bidet

But you know there was a night that I did get off the
the old man was passed out drunk
Three neighborhood kids took me to a 'n' roll concert
The kind of music, funk

It was the first time I got off the truck the music me lose control
The singer asked if we were having fun
I said, "Fucking crank rock 'n' roll"
The at the show were beautiful
As they danced on the soft grass
One of them even my fur, fuck me in the goat-ass

Then some long-haired grabbed me by the horns
And me in the mosh pit
passed me around and treated me nice
Till I nervously them with shit
Then the music stopped and everything was
And all the rock 'n' rollers started a goat-riot

Kill the goat, the goat
Kill the goat, kill the

They chased me the bleachers
They chased me onto the
They chased me an alley
And said, "I was a dead goat meat"

But I saw a sight that I never thought I'd see
The old man swinging his stick
But he swinging at me
"Fuck you, pot-smoking turkeys don't you press luck"

The hairs ran away screaming as I scrambled onto the truck
When we got home, the old man said, "Goat, you broke the law"
No, please, sorry,
I'll let it go time, but if you leave again I'll break your fucking jaw
Super, great,

Thank you old man, for saving my
Thank you again and
You could have let barbecue me
But you acted like a

"I'm not your friend, I don't even like you I'm just not drunk," he
To his point, he drank a bottle of grain alcohol
And the fucking shit out of my head
Ow, ow, you're me old man

That night I served a
inside my goat brain
I still cannot feel my bone
And probably never walk straight again, yeah

I guess you'd call me a
A punching bag for the old man to
because his wife left him
For his brother's abnormally large

He could been my buddy
But he's a crazy old fuck
And once again, I go to sleep in my eternal
The back of the pick-up

Goodnight, old man
Yeah, goat