Luyện nghe bài hát They Call It

1]
Don't you it madly when it sleeps in your basement
On some gladly-pay-you-Tuesday-for-a-hamburger-today
And don't you the way you can relate
To everything your favourite has to say about your hatred?
Get a hobby, now why they wanna me
In some hotel lobby sloppy with this pillow built mommy?
Probably never be global 2Pac
But the local boys will beat my shit hard in jukebox
here pretending I'm not tipsy
Watching over sensitive hippies use my records for dog Frisbees
Be a good little
And me a ticket to your city so your girlfriend will kiss me
I'm the bee that came to the flower
Make a meal, borrow a towel and a shower
called love, in return they make bread
Pay dollars, make beds, catch buzz, head

They call it love and I get of it
The rich kids burn it, my people dub it
call it hate and I get plenty of it
The snakes always wanna put your name where tongue splits
call it love and I get plenty of it
Give to the public, put plugs in the budget
They call it and I get plenty of it
But they know who to call when want the party jumping

2]
We bust into your system, through the evidence
hoping to find why you love your residence
Puts fists up or put your chips up
Advocate, act adult or get fabric ripped up
They said like Like they didn't know me
Six foot three, ugly mug and a simple
Like that? Like that! And a of Jimmy Beam
Peace, my name is Slug and I'm with the winning team
They wanna my steam, I didn't care
Just lead me to the Phoebe with the hair
Jumping up and down with the passion of a
Jester of the kingdom, see me 'em at the castle
is such an asshole! Nah I'm a dickhead
Stealing cigarettes from the rest of the
me, avoid me, do what you must do
But man up and why they don't love you

3]
Looking through your pinhole, who you insult?
Atmosphere get up in here, yeah, your grin go?
Got a sock full of and quarters
For unsupportive smokers that wanna ripple these waters
You hate to love it, changing up the subject
Still ain't nothing, we knew that you would jump ship
Get back inside your magic pumpkin you
all you got left in your life is a big 'What if?'
No names, pertains to a flock of you
The fuck you do when no one's watching you?
Sweep up the fuck-ups, tighten up the lug
Let your world turn with no concern for what does
I'm not one, I'm just my mother's son
No regrets, respect, what's done is done
I understand why so discouraged
Now your love like it was when you was this moment

"We may not do this recording again, and maybe not give it to again
So we hope you enjoyed listening to this album as much
As we playing it for you, cause we had a ball"