Luyện nghe bài hát Twig

(beck speaking:)
[ya how it is
like, my lady's gone, y'know...
I let my twig fly in the wind
You know it's the branch broken
like, I let my twig fly in the wind
Sometimes I need a little (laughter),
Sometimes I up a slight...combustion of fire
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 wheel can you it
Trippy face down trippin' so damn
Head splits stuffin' spills out into the car
Drink a cup of dirty water and a load of bony
Slip me seven and I'll pump it full of smog
Paint a monkey gold and let it downtown
Start him a smile and he come back with a frown

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

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

I'm a twig in the wind...

Twig in the
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!!!!!!!!!!]