Luyện nghe bài hát The Smell of Rebellion

This school of has started 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 your
This
Finds this foul
olfactorily insulting.

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

The smell of rebellion out in the sweat,
And phys. ed. get you sweating,
And it won't be long before I smell the
Of and abetting!
A bit of phys. ed. will us who
Has a head of rebellious thoughts.
Hold! Hold!
like 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 of mutiny in action!
(That's not right!)

Before a becomes too big and greedy,
You need to nip it in the bud.
TWO!
Before the worm to turn,
You scrape 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!)

we've exorcised/exercised these demons,
They be too pooped for dreaming!
Some discipline
Should stop the rot setting in!

All right - step it up. Double-time!
One, two, three, four!

For children who listening,
For who are fidgeting
And in history,
chattering and chittering,
Their and twittering,
Is tempered a smattering of
Discipline.

We must begin
On and discipline,
resisting
This mischieving.
These you are frittering
On and pitying
While little ones this
just want discipline.
The and whimpering,
The and the spittling,
The 'Miss, I need a
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 reek of plotting!
The of resistance!
The of dissent!
The funk of 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 with a cottage,
And inside that cottage we
A called Zeke, a carnival freak,
Who can paper hats with his mind,
And he says, "Don't let steal your horses! No!"
"Don't let them throw away! No!"
"If you your way through,"
"They'll be for you,"
"Singing neigh'!"

mad!

Aha! And there, just I said,
The stinking maggot his head.
Even the squittiest, pittiest
Can seeds of stinkiness.
Have you ever seen anything repellent?!
Have you ever smelled worse
that smell of rebellion?!

[Overlapping 1 - Foreground:]
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,
sniff you out.
a doubt,
She's a in a million.

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