Luyện nghe bài hát VIXO

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

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

kept ya? whaa? what kept ya?
you get trouble? sum'n go
Vixo grinning, climbs up mah lil boy arms.
you get?
tell me, ya gone 'n' brung me from the hollow?
yeah! we're laughin'...but our is shallow
ain't it funny...my name is Sorrow.
Vixo sighs, 'n' its head upon mah pillow.

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

listen...instruction!
ditch it, pitch it. now hitch it up the ridge
ya laughin b'neath the Sherriff's
that go screamin cross Bridge
skirt the out-skirts. up mah back-stair. ya all undone.
don't nothin! water runnin in the tub
get there! and ev'ry one.

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