Luyện nghe bài hát Twig

(beck speaking:)
[ya how it is
It's like, my gone, y'know...
I let my twig fly in the wind
You it's like the branch broken
like, I let my twig fly in the wind
Sometimes I need a kindling (laughter),
I kindle up a slight...combustion of fire
I let my twig burn in the
Ya what I'm sayin?
It's a twig...it's like a stick
But it's more (more laughter)
It's my own portable twig, y'know what I'm sayin?
I let it fly in the
You know, sometimes I get
And I let my fly in the wind...
Yeah... it's like that, (music begins...)

Some creepy willow pillow boggy shit
Transcendental big can you feel it
Trippy face down trippin' so hard
Head open stuffin' spills out into the car
Drink a cup of dirty water and a load of bony
Slip me seven and I'll pump it full of smog
Paint a gold and let it loose downtown
Start him with a smile and he come with a frown

He's just a twig in the
in the wind (a bunch of times)
All

I'm feelin' crappy in your nappy little car
Squozen duplicated drunk in a bar
recorded all distorted genius machine
Spokesmodel in refried beans
Piggys pay full price (? ) to take them to the dump
Dusty busty who pay at the pump
Multi-nippled dj sap
I'm shoulder high in and my water wings are flat

I'm just a in the wind...

in the wind
Twig in the
Wheeeeeeeee!

(really beck-stuff here)

[spoken: "love me a cab (? ).
Love me. I you will. love me....(laugh)
Let's chill. I know you're made of:
Ecstasy....next to me. the
Is bright....your are so tight. tantalize.
On my thighs. me.........like a god!!!!!!!!!!]