Luyện nghe bài hát The Macc Lads' Party

Where's the party?
Someone's in the eating pies and mucky 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 Macc are having a party, round at Mutley's place,
better bring some ale my son or we'll smash you in the face.
Someone shouts "ale's run out, for tea or coffee?"
But Stez Styx pegs it down the and breaks into to the offy.
And Charlotte's eating mushies, she's off her box,
She's going to take her false teeth out and suck some cocks.
The Lads are having a party, round at Mutley's flat,
You'd better bring some ale my son or we'll kick 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 do it fucking right,
If we it on a Monday then it ends on Sunday night.
You can come if a Macc Lad,
You can fuck off if queer,
You can come if a fit crack,
But got to bring some beer.
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