Luyện nghe bài hát Year 3,000 Blues

They took me down the station
And classified me zed
'Cause of population
They me that I would soon be dead

But I slipped out of the force
And hid beneath the
But the blood hounds
Lord, soon hot along my trail

Now if I had a scholar
With working hard
Then my structure
Would not be on the grader's

So, I know they will get me
Put my in the brain
Then, the atoms of my
be disposed of, Lordy, down the drain
Yeah,

They me down the grading station
And they me zed
of over population
They me that I would soon be dead