Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat Song

I am a simple goat, I live on the of a pick-up truck
The old man tied me here with a 3-foot
Am I happy he don't give a
Hey goat, I'm gonna your head in with a hickory stick

Sometimes he uses his
He's with anger, and filled with rage
And me I smell like piss
His drink, Jimmy Bean, his chaser, a
that, various alcohols
That's when the get so severe
Asleep I he falls

But feel sorry for me
Things weren't always bad
Why, when I was a young goat
The old man was like my dad

I come from the hills of
where I met the old man
He was lost in the woods, I him directions
He me a tuna can

he stopped in his tracks and he said, "Hey goat
Would you like to live me?
I've got a with a pick-up truck
In a across the sea"

I said, "Sure, why not, I've got no
You like a nice guy"
So we went off to
The home of the pie

On the boat, the old man me
I would be a present for his
A talking goat, he
She'd never seen this in her life, I so special

Well, I just believe it
After all years I finally had a friend
He my beard, he scraped my hooves
I prayed it would end

But when we got to his house, there was no
Only a short, short
It said, "I'm leaving you for brother
he fucks me better"

His eyes filled with tears of
His heart was filled grief
To himself he drank a pint of Old Granddad
And beat me a side of beef

I screamed, "Send me back to the of Europe"
He just his head and said, "Nope"
No one will ever me again
To make sure, put on 3-foot fucking rope

Present day, been on the truck for 51 years
My only is the am radio
Sometimes the neighborhood children by
But it's always rocks and beer bottles they

At first they're to see a talking goat
They gather around to what I have to say
But I guess sometimes my go on too long
So they leave and giggle I need a

But you know there was a night I did get off the truck
When the old man was out drunk
Three neighborhood kids took me to a 'n' roll concert
The kind of music, old-school

It was the first time I got off the truck the music me lose control
The lead singer asked if we having fun
I said, "Fucking crank that 'n' roll"
The at the show were beautiful
As they sexily on the soft grass
One of them even my fur, fuck me in the goat-ass

Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the
And threw me in the pit
They me around and treated me nice
Till I nervously sprayed them with
Then the music stopped and everything was
And all the rock 'n' started a fucking goat-riot

Kill the goat, the goat
Kill the goat, the goat

They chased me the bleachers
They chased me onto the
They me into an alley
And said, "I was a dead goat meat"

But I saw a sight that I never thought I'd see
The old man swinging his hickory
But he wasn't at me
"Fuck you, pot-smoking don't you press your luck"

The hairs ran away screaming as I scrambled onto the truck
When we got home, the old man said, "Goat, you broke the law"
No, please, sorry,
I'll let it go this time, but if you leave again I'll your fucking jaw
Super, great,

you old man, for saving my life
Thank you again and
You could have let barbecue me
But you acted a friend

"I'm not your friend, I don't like you I'm just not drunk," he said
To his point, he drank a bottle of grain alcohol
And beat the shit out of my head
Ow, ow, you're me old man

night I served a concussion
Deep inside my brain
I still feel my tail bone
And probably never walk straight again, yeah

I guess call me a scapegoat
A punching bag for the old man to
Just because his left him
For his brother's abnormally cock

He could been my buddy
But instead he's a crazy old
And again, I go to sleep in my eternal home
The of the pick-up truck

Goodnight, old man
Yeah, goodnight