Luyện nghe bài hát Technical Foul

Look got to understand
Its just been me and for sixty-seven years
So she gets nervous strangers
I show that picture to any one

Or they try to take you two guys back to the laboratory
we got rules in this house, and you better follow
Them or you'll find yourself of here
This might be harder then I

If you're coming from street, with shoes on your feet
That's a technical
If you switch the radio to modern music show
That's a foul
If you don't shut the after using the refridgerator
That's a foul, a technical foul

If you the thermostat, you'll get hit with a bat
tha'ts a technical foul, you'll feel my wrath
If your hair clogs the drain, you'll the meaning of pain

that's a technical foul, Ill show you no mercy
This is such bull shit, hey in this house we say bull
Or its a technical foul, a foul

Let me get straight
You expect me to change my entire lifestyle in one
Because you guys are a of psychotic control freaks
You got it bub or you can go rot in the
up to you Yankee Doodle

Well, I don't to do that
But let me run a few by you
So I don't screw up

If I don't Lysol, after moving a bowel
That's a technical foul,
If I to wash my ass with your monogrammed towel
a technical foul

Please say,
If I fun of your crazy feeties
Or sugar cookies to Miss Diabetes
That's not really foul, but possibly a homicide

Can I sleep past
If you do get a T
a whizz in those flowers
I'll say hit the
Use this as a bong
Adios Tommy

Make some distance calls
get a kick in the balls
Can I walk around my morning erection?
If you want an automatic
'Cause a technical foul

But I'd to see it anyway, just kidding

There are certain rules which in one's life
With sister, friends or imaginary wife
I cant believe, I killed myself
carries over me on the court
Here with McGee, and a fury elf

Whether Jewish diabetic or especially short
Shes and hes a troll
I see, shes in my royal carry
My wife is short and hairy
They my wig, I remember the look in their eyes

How did my life get stuck in this shit
Why oh why someone retrieve my wig, wig, wig?
Guess I have to with your demands
But please touch me with your alien hands

I got no to growl
The whistle on the prowl
Without my wig, I look an owl
Oh, my God, don't at her

Or a technical foul
Or a technical foul
Or a technical foul