Luyện nghe bài hát Your Dogs

I see it all, I get it, I you I do
Your mom walked out on you when you were two
Youve grown up believing that this country hates the
Youre a dad three times over and youre twenty-four

The Christians on the radio, they act like youre
Self-righteous condescending bastards, each and one
I dont the Bible but I try to love you, man
Every and violent act, I think I understand

But your dogs, dogs, whats fun about those?
And that tat on your neck, and that ring through nose?
The weed, the junk food, the violent
Dont you think want to be
Just a little bit more me?

I still have hopes you could join our community
Theres more of us than you now, but wed the diversity
Youre not white trash, like the other say
If you want to challenge stereotyping, the PTA

At night, your pit bulls are scaring our children
My wife, Ill be honest here, me to shoot them
And sometimes I let my run

But thats at night, when Im not really thinking
And listening to Metallica in your backyard and drinking
The rest of the I think we get along fine
I never you, Im a live-and-let-live guy

But your dogs, your dogs, whats fun those?
And that tat on your neck, and that ring your nose?
The weed, the junk food, the pornography
you think youd want to be
Just a little bit like me?