Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat Song

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

he uses his fists
He's filled with anger, and filled rage
And tells me I like piss
His drink, Bean, his chaser, a bear
After that, various
when the beatings get so severe
Asleep I he falls

But feel sorry for me
Things always this bad
Why, when I was a talking goat
The old man was like my dad

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

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

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

Well, I couldn't believe it
After all 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, was no wife
a short, short letter
It said, "I'm you for your brother
he fucks me better"

His eyes filled with tears of
His heart was filled grief
To himself he drank a pint of Old Granddad
And me like a side of beef

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

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

At they're excited to see a talking goat
They gather around to what I have to say
But I guess sometimes my stories go on too
So they and giggle I need a bidet

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

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

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

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

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

But then I saw a sight that I thought I'd see
The old man swinging his hickory
But he swinging at me
"Fuck you, pot-smoking turkeys don't you press luck"

The long hairs ran away screaming as I scrambled onto the
When we got home, the old man said, "Goat, you broke the 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 my life
Thank you again and
You could have let barbecue me
But you like a friend

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

That night I served a
inside my goat brain
I still cannot feel my tail
And I'll probably never walk again, yeah

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

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

Goodnight, old man
Yeah, goodnight