Luyện nghe bài hát Go Home Bible Mike

<"One was taking the gate down today and one the Bible.">
Welcome to Apeville! Now a citizen, too
Meet Mrs. Doreen Pompidou / like to do the shimmy on top of you
The wall is coming down / The one holds the house up
A brass band playing in a dumptruck is visible through of brickdust
as people dressed as cows form an queue
for a that makes you dead for a second or two
I raise from my punchbowl, drowning:
"The are singing--it can't be true!"
"Go home, Bible Mike!" / "Go home, Mike!"
"Go home, Bible Mike!" / "Go home, Mike!"
Her hand mine and I shudder
She says, "That was one shock, now here another
You really remember, do you?" / I said, "Why? Am I supposed to?
Me, the slut of dishevelled / whom fun has made sad and careless?"
and she's knocked me onto the greasy
and a eunuch is barring the only
Pilar, in her above the farmacia,
as she pictures your little thing
Imagine her surprise she looks through the window
and sees you riddled with while the cops all sing
"Go home, Mike! / Go home, Bible Mike!
You without a right / Go home, Bible Mike!"
You don't make me laugh, you make me horny,
so what the hell are we here?
all night in this Nazi city
You bit it, I'm bleeding, sliding in my blood
in my blood / Market my blood! / Market my blood!
You got a mind
Deaf, dumb and to all the pain you bring
is more than just sin
"Am I really a nightmare? If I had a home I'd go there."
Anytime you / This court says, "Take a hike"
The slate will not be wiped / go home, Bible Mike
Go home, Mike....