Luyện nghe bài hát The Macc Lads' Party

Where's the party?
Someone's in the kitchen eating pies and tarts,
Bammy's in the bathroom and he's up his farts.
Now Peter's supping bitter, getting really canned,
He locks himself in the bog and he's Baggy Anne.
The Lads are having a party, round at Mutley's place,
You'd bring some ale my son or we'll smash you in the face.
Someone "ale's run out, who's for tea or coffee?"
But Stez Styx pegs it the road and breaks into to the offy.
And Charlotte's eating mushies, really off her box,
She's going to take her false out and suck some scabby cocks.
The Macc Lads are a party, round at Mutley's flat,
You'd better bring some ale my son or kick your fucking twat.
The Lads are having a party, round at Mutley's flat,
You'd better bring some ale my son or we'll smash your twat.
When the Macc Lads have a party then they do it right,
If we start it on a then it ends on Sunday night.
You can come if your a Lad,
You can off if you're queer,
You can if you're a fit crack,
But you've got to bring beer.
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