Luyện nghe bài hát ZZZ Top

Somebody in a moment of distress
Composed himself to artfully carve Zoso in his
was probably thinking fuck you fuck you fuck you in they head
With a bound arm and a acidy wash
Homemade curfew a o'clock
And a pot leaf his friend did drunk
Like a badge of mystique technically sucked
Taking the name of the in vain
On the way to the in his locker, it's strange
A he lifted from a siblings Skippy jar
Who branched off into ninja
And knew his shit was sharp
To with a higher purpose
And a prime to juvenile beserkers
Like Van Morrison an Arcade Drop Floor
to the valley time for miss Ahkmar, watch
Capital Z(ed), maneuver the O
S is the most difficult to
O
Into the eye of Goliath you
That levee crushing
Will the monkey up right
Twelve or blaster
Blacken her technicolor
Lecture at a faster
The class was making them backwards
It would you spelled out all the answers

Somebody in a cultivated of distrust,
composed themselves enough to magic-marker on these chucks,
they was tryin to do the buckle font renegades of funk,
in a 3d frame of exploding brick, and whiz-lines for the motion sick,
beyond gross but evoked a host of oh dip where a social neurosis owned the whole strip, heart of a cat with a lark in his mouth in the marrow of waiting his guardians out, flashlight, chisel tips, milked venom, pistol grip, images relocated from milled vellum to scissor kick, silent agreement at hand, king of the hill for a queen of the damned, she in the doorway seething began that clean white pair had a 3-year planl, oops, zed, radical u in the cut, truly to beautiful l"oser it up, and he done, collateral damage a future alum, that key to Shambala, planet rocking, Bambaatta, sample chop, churning out a cancer for the vandal squad, analog, and he finds, animated colors on a page, like synthesized cultures on a stage

Somebody in a cultivated of resolve,
composed themselves enough to publicize "the Zeros in stall,
they was scoping every dog and pony scrawled,
with a festering for the gum drop edge, disco sucks tee,
punks not dead, but a transient teen unsung godsend, via 3 bar chords and a grin, cheese, sign of a runaway tone in the face of authority thumbing nose, cutting its teeth,
up in special order vinyl,
and birds that dip their belts in little porcupine quills,
2 at a show in the front,
to the can for a smoke and a fuck, Trixie,
fixing her lipstick up, his mitts got bit by the mischief bug,
snatchl, zed, terrible e in vermillion red,
an 0 and a slippery s, over a web of the shittiest bands,
that beat heart out, never bleeped your favorite parts out from a learned curve, of bird fingers bursting out of germs burns, urgently,
offered the circuits ofan earlier plot, Ill see you at the
When ask how you, feeling you, tell em you,
feeling like, something important died screaming, you, em you, feeling like, something even more important arrived breathing,
you should probably try feeding,
When they as how you, living you, tell em you, like,
something died hissing, you, tell em you,
living like, something even more important giving,
something you should probably try