Luyện nghe bài hát The Smell of Rebellion

This school of late has reeking -
Quiet, maggots, I'm speaking! -
Reeking a most disturbing scent...
the finest nostrils smell it,
But I it oh-too-well.
It is the of rebellion.
the bouquet of dissent!

And you may bet britches
This
Finds this foul
Wholly insulting.

And so to stop the spread,
I find a of phys. ed.
Sorts the merely rank the revolting.

The of rebellion comes out in the sweat,
And phys. ed. get you sweating,
And it won't be long before I the pong
Of and abetting!
A bit of phys. ed. will us who
Has a full of rebellious thoughts.
Hold! Hold!
Just a rotten egg floats
To the top of a of water.

1:]
(One, two, three, four...)
The of rebellion!
The of revolt!
The of insubordination!
(I take it anymore! One, two, three, four...)
The of resistance!
The of dissent!
The funk of in action!
(That's not right!)

a weed becomes too big and greedy,
You really to nip it in the bud.
TWO!
Before the worm to turn,
You must off the dirt,
And rip it the mud!

2:]
(One, two, three, four...) x2
The of insurgence!
The of intent!
The reek of protest!
(But not right!)
(One, two, three, four...) x2
The of defiance!
The of coup!
The of anarchy in progress!
(I take it anymore!)

Once we've these demons,
They shall be too for dreaming!
Some discipline
Should stop the rot setting in!

All right - let's it up. Double-time!
One, two, three, four!

For children who listening,
For midgets who are
And in history,
Their and chittering,
Their and twittering,
Is tempered with a of
Discipline.

We must begin
On and discipline,
resisting
This mischieving.
These minutes you are
On and pitying
little ones like this
They just discipline.
The and whimpering,
The and the spittling,
The 'Miss, I a tissue'
Is an we can fix.
is no mystery to mastering
The art of mistressing.
discipline, discipline, discipline!

3:]
The of rebellion!
The of revolt!
The of pre-pubescent plotting!
The of resistance!
The of dissent!
The of moral fibre rotting!

Imagine a with no children.
Close your eyes and dream.
Imagine. on - try it...
The and the quiet...
A stream...
Now imagine a woods a cottage,
And that cottage we find
A dwarf Zeke, a carnival freak,
Who can fold hats with his mind,
And he says, "Don't let them your horses! No!"
"Don't let them them away! No!"
"If you your way through,"
"They'll be for you,"
"Singing neigh'!"

mad!

Aha! And there, like I said,
The stinking rears his head.
Even the squittiest, mess
Can harbour of stinkiness.
you ever seen anything more repellent?!
Have you ever anything worse
that smell of rebellion?!

[Overlapping Verse 1 -
The of revolt!
The of insubordination!
The of resistance!
The of dissent!

[Overlapping Verse 2 - (x2)
Discipline, discipline,
No whispering.
need discipline,
Cut out whimpering.
If mischeiving,
She'll you out.
a doubt,
She's a in a million.

And I will not stop you are squashed!
'Til this is quashed!
'Til glorious, sweaty discipline has
This scent...
Away!