Luyện nghe bài hát Traditional

Take me out to the ballgame. me down on the ground.
Buy me some and camoflauge.
Run me down with a old dodge and let's root for good old America.
If they don't win, there's no game, and scream Kill! Kill! or be killed.
Someone get my perscription filled. I've nothing, and I'm all out of ideas.
I'm bored of this dumb boring I is.
Oh, shit up a go buttfuck the pope with American Idol and Original Coke.
I cram and cram until it all fits. I'm excited, I'm painting with shit.

Believe what you see they say that you won't believe your eyes.
A second chance to live, an early to die. Say 'hi'. Look your best.
Say 'thank you', 'pardon me'. down, grit your teeth.
Steady, on knees. Feel it? Do you feel it? Yeah, that's the way it always feels.
Stand up and die trying, fainting, in dead heels.