Luyện nghe bài hát Yes I Am An Alien

Bam! I'll explode, just like I were a
flying over high with my Uncle Tom.
Or sitting in a cabin a sip of tea,
while a parrot sings a song in the key of C,
to me, so we will see,
this neurotic that develops sonically.
I'll be writing my plan out a needle,
make you twist and shout and think I was Beatle.
Like Lennon or Stalin in a car won't start,
if your is stallin' then you need to learn the art
of mechanics. Don't panic, even I'm galvanic!
I'm the only non-Hispanic on the Titanic.
My go round and round, just like a carousel,
out my BR-8, like I was William Tell.
If you haven't heard my name, I it rings a bell,
because I'm the guy
who knows happened at Roswell.

Yes I'm an alien, I come from space.
Yes I'm an alien, I'm going to this place.

Some say I'm not funny, I say okay,
I sell records here, I'm huge in the UK.
British tell me to keep rocking on,
you might heard me down in London
heads with this song.
I was sad I found out about Santa Claus,
so I like Tim Allen and broke some local laws.
I moved way up and grew a beard,
now relatives and friends think I'm of weird.
But did you think I was heretic when I danced in church
like an unemployed crustacean chewing on a
I'm addicted to shark and books by Mark Twain
and Novocain shipped from the Ukraine.
My not Matthew, but thanks for asking!
I live in California, I'm not Alaskan.
But that's okay, can I say?
My home is actually light years away.

CHORUS

You poetry? Go read Robert Frost,
the simile in hip-hop is lost,
like a tearful pallbearer a body,
or a pink Care Bare acting snotty.
Where can it go? I don't know,
but check out funky alphabet flow:
like A-B-C-D-E-F-G-
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P, and ICP on LSD
or ABC or MTV or the new PC
you got for from
Circuit in Albuquerque.
I be the VIP MC on CD,
the name's MC Horris, as you can see.
So do I start, and where do I begin?
Yo, it's tough to be a fresh alien.

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