Luyện nghe bài hát VIXO

ah fed Vixo on ev'ry 'n' fret 'n' phobia
til it nor ah could the strain no longer
a chicken bone, tossed it in the corner
raisin up like Lazaurs, up, up its cot
an for the door, now...
infant-prodigy a phantom-friend, yeag
stickin' an ol' Jack-Jack into its itchin-ten
oh! don't ya linger! ooh! ya linger, now,
mah monster-piect...mah
ya linger, for ah can feel mah youth slipping outa me
yeah, ah can feel mah slip outa me.

it, call it Vixo. call it Vee.
ah all it, an it to me.
it Vixo. call it me
march into the heart of fear
ah follow thee.

what ya? whaa? what kept ya?
you get trouble? go wrong?
grinning, climbs up into mah lil boy arms.
what you
tell me, what ya gone 'n' me from the hollow?
yeah! laughin'...but our laughter is shallow
it funny...my childhood name is Sorrow.
Vixo sighs, 'n' lays its upon mah pillow.

call it. call it Vixo. it Vee.
call it, an it to me.
Vee...ah...Hex...oh-oh, come crawl me.
into the dark of despair
ah not forsake thee.

listen...instruction!
it, pitch it. now hitch it up along the ridge
ya b'neath the Sherriff's wheels
that go screamin Hooper Bridge
the out-skirts. up mah back-stair. ya sack all undone.
don't touch nothin! runnin in the tub
get there! and ev'ry one.

ya STRUCK ya STRUCK!
ya a thousand crickets dumb
Hooper-Hollow iced then, all hush, hush
in the midday sun
hush! ah say hush! hu-u-u-ush!
sittin on the roof, laugh at
as they rope off the
all the good-people
go the bush.