Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat Song

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

Sometimes he his fists
filled with anger, and filled with rage
And tells me I smell 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 this bad
Why, when I was a young talking
The old man was like my dad

I come from the hills of
where I met the old man
He was in the woods, I gave him directions
He gave me a can

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

I said, "Sure, why not, I've got no
You seem like a guy"
So we off to America
The of the apple pie

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

Well, I just couldn't it
After all these years I finally had a
He trimmed my beard, he my hooves
I prayed it would 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 tears of sadness
His heart was filled with
To soothe himself he drank a pint of Old
And beat me like a of beef

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

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

At first they're excited to see a goat
They around to hear what I have to say
But I guess my stories go on too long
So leave and giggle I need a bidet

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

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

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 was quite
And all the rock 'n' rollers a fucking goat-riot

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

They chased me under the
chased me onto the street
They me into an alley
And said, "I was a fucking goat meat"

But then I saw a that I never thought I'd see
The old man swinging his stick
But he swinging at me
"Fuck you, pot-smoking turkeys you press your luck"

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

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

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

That night I a concussion
Deep inside my goat
I cannot feel my tail bone
And I'll probably never walk straight again,

I guess you'd me a scapegoat
A punching bag for the old man to
Just his wife left him
For his brother's abnormally cock

He could have been my
But instead a crazy old fuck
And once again, I go to in my eternal home
The back of the truck

Goodnight, old man
Yeah, goodnight