Luyện nghe bài hát Sheep

Walking, thinking, feeling,
Uncovering and discovering new things about
And this mad around me
philosophies, many tongues, many dialects and tones
Different styles but wild is
Calm is calm, but cool is

cool cats are kids at heart
Now there's along with the art
A chef with words, a chef with
A chef with vegetables, soy and bean curd

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

Of the I haven't seen much
But with the mind I escape the clutch
Loose cigarettes, ass on celo games
Abandoned cars and names on walls

Suburb days filled with sun rays
And crooked cops who looked at me
that same old song
Where ya from, here you don't belong
Long strolls my soul like a scroll
Telling stories untold

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

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

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

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