Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat Song

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

he uses his fists
He's 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 beatings get so
Asleep I he falls

But don't feel for me
weren't 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 lost in the woods, I gave him
He gave me a can

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

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

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

Well, I couldn't believe it
all these years I finally had a friend
He trimmed my beard, he my hooves
I prayed it would end

But when we got to his house, was no wife
a short, 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 soothe himself he drank a pint of Old
And me like a side of beef

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

Present day, I've been on the for 51 years
My friend is the am radio
Sometimes the children stop by
But it's always rocks and beer they throw

At first they're to see a talking goat
gather around 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 there was a night that I did get off the truck
When the old man was out drunk
Three neighborhood kids took me to a 'n' roll concert
The kind of music, old-school

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

Then long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns
And threw me in the pit
They passed me around and me nice
Till I sprayed them with shit
Then the music stopped and was quite
And all the 'n' rollers started a fucking goat-riot

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

They chased me the bleachers
They chased me the street
They chased me into an
And said, "I was a dead fucking meat"

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

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

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

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

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

I guess call me a scapegoat
A bag for the old man to mock
because his wife left him
For his brother's large cock

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

Goodnight, old man
Yeah, goat