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 your head in a hickory stick

Sometimes he uses his
He's filled with anger, and with rage
And me I smell like piss
His drink, Bean, his chaser, a bear
After that, alcohols
That's the beatings get so severe
I pray he falls

But don't feel for me
Things weren't always bad
Why, when I was a young talking
The old man was just my dad

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

Then he in his tracks 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, got no family
You seem like a guy"
So we went off to
The of the apple pie

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

Well, I just believe it
After all these years I finally had a
He my beard, he scraped my hooves
I it would never end

But we got to his house, there was no wife
Only a short, short
It said, "I'm leaving you for your
Because he me better"

His filled with tears of sadness
His was filled with grief
To soothe he drank a pint of Old Granddad
And beat me like a side of

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

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

At first they're excited to see a talking
They gather around to 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 was a night that I did get off the truck
When the old man was passed out
Three kids took me to a rock 'n' roll concert
The of music, old-school funk

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

Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the
And threw me in the pit
They 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 started a goat-riot

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

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

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

The long hairs ran screaming as I scrambled onto the truck
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 my life
you again and again
You could have let them me
But you acted like a

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

night I served a concussion
Deep inside my goat
I still cannot feel my bone
And I'll probably never straight again, yeah

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

He could have been my
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, goodnight