Luyện nghe bài hát Twig

(beck speaking:)
[ya how it is
like, my lady's gone, y'know...
I just let my fly in the wind
You it's like the branch broken
like, I let my twig fly in the wind
Sometimes I need a kindling (laughter),
I kindle up a slight...combustion of fire
I let my twig in the wind
Ya what I'm sayin?
like a twig...it's like a stick
But it's more (more laughter)
It's like my own portable twig, y'know what I'm
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 willow pillow boggy shit
Transcendental big can you feel it
face down trippin' so damn hard
Head splits open stuffin' out into the car
Drink a cup of water and a load of bony frog
Slip me seven dollars and pump it full of smog
Paint a gold and let it loose downtown
Start him with a smile and he come back with a

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

I'm happy feelin' crappy in nappy little car
Squozen duplicated drunk in a bar
recorded all distorted genius machine
Spokesmodel dipped in refried
Piggys pay price (? ) to take them down to the dump
Dusty skeletons who pay at the pump
rotating dj sap
I'm shoulder high in crap and my water wings are

I'm just a in the wind...

in the wind
Twig in the
Wheeeeeeeee!

(really beck-stuff here)

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