Luyện nghe bài hát Sheep

Walking, thinking, feeling,
and discovering new things about myself
And mad world around me
Many philosophies, many tongues, many and tones
Different but wild is wild
Calm is calm, but cool is

Most cool cats are kids at
Now there's business with the art
A chef with words, a chef herbs
A chef vegetables, soy products and bean curd

Some look at my face and say, You're absurd
And I say, Why, 'cos I'm not with the herd?

Of the world I haven't much
But the mind I escape the ghetto's clutch
Loose cigarettes, ass bets on games
Abandoned and colorful names on walls

Suburb days were filled with sun
And crooked cops who at me sideways
Singin' same old song
Where ya from, 'cos you don't belong
Long unravel my soul like a scroll
Telling many stories

Some at my face and say, You're quite absurd
And I say, Why, 'cos I'm not with the herd?

I an' I up the sky, who be the sun
To stir up your adrenaline African drums
Status quo, no, with the grain, no
I got my own

Similar to none, dangerous like itchy on guns
Yet like swans but there's a built in bomb
Must defuse, choose, right or wrong, win or lose
Born to die, that's why I ask, Why is it so hard to get a piece of the

Some look at my face and say, quite absurd?
And I say, Why, 'cos I'm not down the herd?