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 know it's like the broken
It's like, I let my fly in the wind
I need a little kindling (laughter),
Sometimes I up a slight...combustion of fire
I let my twig burn in the
Ya what I'm sayin?
It's like a twig...it's 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...)

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

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

I'm feelin' crappy in your nappy little car
frozen duplicated drunk in a bar
Tape all distorted genius machine
Spokesmodel dipped in refried
Piggys pay price (? ) to take them down to the dump
Dusty busty who pay at the pump
rotating dj sap
I'm shoulder high in crap and my water wings are

I'm a twig in the wind...

in the wind
Twig in the
Wheeeeeeeee!

(really beck-stuff here)

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