Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues

Well, I was feelin' sad and kind of
I know what I was gonna do
The Communists were around
They was in the air, they were on the
were all over

So I ran most hurriedly
And joined the John Society
I got me a secret membership
Went to my backyard
And started looking on the
'Neath the bush

Well, I was everywhere for them gold darned Reds
I got up in the and looked under my bed
Looked the kitchen, behind the door
Even tore loose the kitchen floor, find any

I looked the sofa, beneath the chair
Looking for them Reds
I looked way up my hole
looked deep inside my toilet bowl
They got

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

Well, I my job so I could work alone
I got a magnifying glass like Sherlock
Followed some from my detective bag
And discovered they was red stripes on the American
Did you know about Ross

Well, I was sittin' alone and I started to sweat
I figured was in my television set
I behind the picture frame
And got a shock from my feet hit my brain
Them did it, no one's on the hootin' nanny

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