Luyện nghe bài hát We Call Upon The Author

Oh, what we once thought we had, we
And what we have now will, will never be that way
So we call the author to explain

Our myxomatoid kids spraddle the
shunned them from the greasy grind
The poor things they look so sad and old
As they mount us from
I ask them to and to refrain
And we call upon the author to explain

Well, a rosary clutched in his
He died with tubes up his
And a cabal of with, with finger cymbals
Chanted his name in
We shook our fists at the rain
And we called upon the author to

He said, everything is messed up 'round
is banal and jejune
Theres a planetary conspiracy the likes of you and me
In idiot constituency of the moon
Well, he knew who to blame
And we call the author to explain

Well, prolix,
Nothing a pair of scissors fix

Well I, I go guruing the street
And young people 'round my feet
And they ask me things but I dont know where to
They ignite the powder trail straight to my fathers
And yeah, once again I call upon the author to
Yeah, we upon the author to explain

Well, who is this burdensome slavering dog thing
mediocres my every thought?
I feel like a vacuum cleaner, a sucker
Its up and he is a fucker
But what an and encyclopedic brain
I upon the author to explain
Yeah, we call upon the author to explain, alright,

Well, rampant
Mass poverty, world debt
Infectious disease, inequality
And deepening divisions
Well, it does in brain
We call upon the to explain

Oh, now on, my friend Doug is tapping on the window
Hey, Doug, how you
Well, he me a book on holocaust poetry
Complete with pictures and then he tells me to get for the rain
And we call upon the to explain

Well, you I say prolix, prolix
Some a pair of scissors fix

Bukowski was a jerk, was the best
He wrote wet paper mach but he went the Hemingway
Weirdly on wings and maximum pain
We call upon the author to
Yeah well, I call upon the author to

Yeah well, down in my hole I see they've published
Another volume of rubbish
Well, the waves, the waves soldiers moving
Well, thank you, ya you, thank you
And again I call the author to explain
Yeah, I call upon the author to
I call the author to explain
Yeah, we call the author to explain

I said, prolix,
There's nothing a pair of cant fix