Luyện nghe bài hát We Call Upon The Author

Oh, what we once thought we had, we
And what we have now will, will never be that way
So we call the author to explain

Our myxomatoid spraddle the streets
Weve shunned them from the grind
The poor little things look so sad and old
As mount us from behind
I ask them to and to refrain
And then we call upon the author to

Well, a rosary in his hand
He died with up his nose
And a of angels with, with finger cymbals
his name in code
We shook our fists at the rain
And we called upon the to explain

He said, everything is up 'round here
Everything is and jejune
Theres a planetary against the likes of you and me
In this idiot of the moon
Well, he knew who to blame
And we call upon the author to

Well, prolix,
Nothing a of scissors cant fix

Well I, I go down the street
And young people gather my feet
And they ask me but I dont know where to start
They ignite the powder trail straight to my fathers
And yeah, once again I call upon the to explain
Yeah, we call upon the author to

Well, who is this great burdensome dog thing
mediocres my every thought?
I feel like a cleaner, a complete sucker
Its fucked up and he is a
But what an enormous and brain
I call the author to explain
Yeah, we call upon the to explain, alright, yeah

Well, rampant
Mass poverty, world debt
disease, global inequality
And socio-economic divisions
Well, it does in your
We call upon the to explain

Oh, now on, my friend Doug is tapping on the window
Hey, Doug, how you
Well, he brings me a book on holocaust
Complete with and then he tells me to get ready for the rain
And we call upon the to explain

Well, you I say prolix, prolix
a pair of scissors cant fix

Bukowski was a jerk, was the best
He wrote like wet paper but he went the Hemingway
Weirdly on and with maximum pain
We call upon the to explain
Yeah well, I upon the author to explain

Yeah well, down in my bolt I see they've published
Another volume of rubbish
Well, the waves, the were soldiers moving
Well, thank you, ya thank you, you
And again I call upon the to explain
Yeah, I upon the author to explain
I upon the author to explain
Yeah, we upon the author to explain

I said, prolix,
There's nothing a pair of cant fix