Luyện nghe bài hát Twig

(beck speaking:)
[ya how it is
It's like, my gone, y'know...
I just let my fly in the wind
You it's like the branch broken
It's like, I let my twig fly in the
Sometimes I need a little (laughter),
Sometimes I kindle up a slight...combustion of
I let my twig in the wind
Ya know what I'm
It's like a twig...it's a stick
But it's portable (more laughter)
It's like my own twig, y'know what I'm sayin?
I let it fly in the
You know, sometimes I get
And I let my fly in the wind...
Yeah... it's like that, (music begins...)

Some weepy creepy willow boggy shit
Transcendental big can you feel it
Trippy face down trippin' so damn
Head splits open spills out into the car
Drink a cup of water and a load of bony frog
me seven dollars and I'll pump it full of smog
Paint a gold and let it loose downtown
Start him with a smile and he come with a frown

He's just a in the wind
Twig in the (a bunch of times)
All

I'm happy feelin' crappy in your nappy car
Squozen frozen drunk in a bar
Tape recorded all genius machine
Spokesmodel dipped in beans
Piggys pay full (? ) to take them down to the dump
busty skeletons who pay at the pump
Multi-nippled dj sap
I'm shoulder high in crap and my wings are flat

I'm just a in the wind...

in the wind
Twig in the
Wheeeeeeeee!

(really beck-stuff here)

"love me like a cab (? ).
Love me. I know you will. me....(laugh)
chill. I know what you're made of:
Ecstasy....next to me. the
Is bright....your are so tight. tantalize.
On my thighs. me.........like a god!!!!!!!!!!]