Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues

Well, I was sad and kind of blue
I didn't what I was gonna do
The were comin' around
They was in the air, were on the ground
They all over

So I ran down most
And joined the Birch Society
I got me a membership card
Went back to my
And looking on the sidewalk
'Neath the rose

Well, I was everywhere for them gold darned Reds
I got up in the and looked under my bed
Looked behind the kitchen, the door
Even tore loose the kitchen floor, couldn't any

I looked beneath the sofa, the chair
Looking for Reds everywhere
I looked way up my chimney
Even looked inside my toilet bowl
They got

I heard some footsteps by the front porch
So I grabbed my shotgun the floor
I snuck around the house with a and hiss and
"Hands up, you Communist" it was a man
He me out

Well, I quit my job so I work alone
I got a magnifying glass Sherlock Holmes
Followed clues from my detective bag
And they was red stripes on the American flag
Did you know about Betsy

Well, I was home alone and I started to sweat
I figured they was in my set
I peeked behind the frame
And got a shock my feet that hit my brain
Them Reds did it, no one's on the hootin'

Well, I started thinkin' straight
When I run outta things to
I couldn't imagine doin' anything
So now I'm at investigatin' myself
Hope, I don't find out too much, God