Luyện nghe bài hát ZZZ Top

Somebody in a moment of distress
Composed himself to carve Zoso in his desk
They was probably thinking fuck you fuck you you in they head
With a bound arm and a acidy wash
Homemade a thousand o'clock
And a pot leaf his friend did drunk
Like a badge of mystique that sucked
Taking the name of the in vain
On the way to the in his locker, it's strange
A switch he from a siblings Skippy jar
Who branched off into ninja
And knew his shit was sharp
To here a higher purpose
And a alert to juvenile beserkers
Like kush Van Morrison an Arcade Floor
to the valley time for miss Ahkmar, watch
Capital Z(ed), slowly the O
S is the difficult to control
O
Into the eye of you goes
levee crushing percussion
Will pull the monkey up
or ghetto blaster
Blacken her technicolor
Lecture at a faster
The class was making them backwards
It appear you spelled out all the answers

Somebody in a cultivated of distrust,
composed enough to magic-marker Zulu on these chucks,
they was to do the buckle font from renegades of funk,
in a 3d frame of exploding brick, and for the locally 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, capital 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 on a page, like synthesized cultures on a stage

Somebody in a cultivated of resolve,
themselves enough to publicize "the Zeros in this stall,
they was every dog and pony previously scrawled,
a festering hate for the gum drop edge, disco sucks tee,
punks not dead, but a transient teen unsung godsend, via 3 bar and a mugshot 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 belts in little metal porcupine quills,
2 dutch at a in the front,
to the can for a smoke and a fuck, Trixie,
fixing her lipstick up, when his mitts got bit by the bug,
snatchl, capital zed, terrible e in red,
an 0 and a slippery s, over a web of the shittiest bands,
that beat your out, never bleeped your favorite parts out from a learned curve, of bird fingers bursting out of germs burns, urgently,
offered through the circuits earlier plot, Ill see you at the
When they ask how you, feeling you, em you,
feeling like, something important died screaming, you, tell em you, feeling like, something more important arrived breathing,
you should probably try feeding,
When they as how you, living you, em you, living like,
something important hissing, you, tell em you,
living like, something even important arrived giving,
something you should probably try