Luyện nghe bài hát The Music That Nobody Likes

Fee fi fo fum
I smell the of Nazi scum
I my dad and I want my mum
A Sherman tank and a load of

If love is the
was the question?
And can it
My indigestion,

Out of the pan
Into the pan
Back to the board
And I'll you a diagram

We'll put on the
For some tea and sympathy
Infamy,
all got it in for me

If love is the
was the question?
And can it
The congestion, baby?

on, carry on
You've got nothing to
dirtied your pants
And you afford shoes

To stand up and
Stand up for your
And dance to the
That likes

It ba, ba, ba, ba

Out of the
Of bearing arms
the terrified sounds
Of a baby's

At the kidnap and
Of his family and
been taken away
To be ethnically

And the banners and
And your anarchist
Say "Apocalypse now, man
And "Never again"

And I know the smut
Should he censored
But this is fucked
As say in the U. S .A

And they say it in Mexico, London and
Berlin and Birmingham, and Tokyo
Amsterdam, Vietnam, Iran,
Disneyland, Narnia, former

Yes sire boy, there's nothing worth for
But it ain't worth dying for
So just say three hail Jesus and Mary
And say goodnight Jim Bob, Jim Bob