Luyện nghe bài hát VIXO

ah fed on ev'ry fear 'n' fret 'n' phobia
til it nor ah could stand the no longer
a chicken bone, tossed it in the corner
raisin up Lazaurs, up, up from its cot
an for the door, now...
infant-prodigy creates a phantom-friend,
stickin' sack an ol' Jack-Jack its itchin-ten
oh! ya linger! ooh! don't ya linger, now,
mah monster-piect...mah
don't ya linger, for ah can mah youth slipping outa me
yeah, ah can feel mah slip outa me.

it, call it Vixo. call it Vee.
ah all it, an it to me.
call it Vixo. it me
march into the heart of fear
ah follow thee.

kept ya? whaa? what kept ya?
you get trouble? go wrong?
Vixo grinning, up into mah lil boy arms.
what you
tell me, ya gone 'n' brung me from the hollow?
yeah! we're laughin'...but our is shallow
it funny...my childhood name is Sorrow.
Vixo sighs, 'n' lays its upon mah pillow.

call it. call it Vixo. it Vee.
call it, an it to me.
Vee...ah...Hex...oh-oh, crawl with me.
the dark heart of despair
ah not forsake thee.

listen...instruction!
ditch it, pitch it. now it up along the ridge
ya laughin b'neath the wheels
that go screamin cross Hooper
skirt the out-skirts. up mah back-stair. ya all undone.
touch nothin! water runnin in the tub
get there! and ev'ry one.

ya STRUCK ya STRUCK!
ya struck a thousand dumb
Hooper-Hollow iced over then, all hush,
in the midday sun
hush! ah say hush! hu-u-u-ush!
sittin on the roof, at mahself
as they rope off the
all the good-people
go the bush.