Luyện nghe bài hát Twig

(beck speaking:)
[ya how it is
like, my lady's gone, y'know...
I just let my fly in the wind
You know like the branch broken
It's like, I let my fly in the wind
Sometimes I need a kindling (laughter),
I kindle up a slight...combustion of fire
I let my burn in the wind
Ya know what I'm
It's like a twig...it's like a
But it's portable (more laughter)
It's like my own twig, y'know what I'm sayin?
I let it fly in the
You know, I get lonely
And I let my fly in the wind...
Yeah... it's like that, (music begins...)

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

He's just a in the wind
in the wind (a bunch of times)
All

I'm happy feelin' crappy in your nappy car
Squozen duplicated drunk in a bar
Tape recorded all distorted machine
Spokesmodel dipped in beans
pay full price (? ) to take them down to the dump
Dusty busty skeletons who pay at the
Multi-nippled dj sap
I'm shoulder high in crap and my water wings are

I'm just a 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)
chill. I know what you're made of:
Ecstasy....next to me. the
Is bright....your are so tight. tantalize.
On my thighs. me.........like a god!!!!!!!!!!]