Luyện nghe bài hát Deep, Deep Trouble

Bart!
Marge: Go to room.
Yeah, right.

Well, you're if you do,
(What are we about?)
Well, you're if you do,
(Where's sense of humour?)
Well, you're if you do,
And damned if you don't.

Bart!
Bart: Let me start at the start, take it away.
My is Simpson, Bartholemew J.
That's Bart, an art, and a capital be ,
Then Simp, S-O-N, that's me!

Introductions aside, let's right along,
You can all sing along at the of the gong.
(Sound of the gong)
Once upon a time, a week ago,
All of a sudden, started to grow.
was buzzin', I was snoozin',
S'posed to get up now, but I was
To let reality an intrusion,
'Cause in land, I was cruisin'.
But the buzz kept buzzin', my head buzzin'.
Gave the radio a throw, and an explosion.
(Homer: D'oh!)
up my eyes, and to my surprise,
There stood Homer, and his risin'.
I was chillin', he was yellin',
all distorted, 'cause he was propellin'.
It wasn't he said, but more of his tone,
The jive, put your nose to the grindstone.
I said "I'm sorry" but that didn't cut it,
I started to protest, but Dad
Homer: it.
Get up. Mow the lawn. it. On the double.
if you don't, you're in deep, deep trouble.

Trouble.
Deep, trouble.
Run trouble.
Where's your sense of humour, man?
Back: Deep, trouble.
And they go a little something this.

Bart: So I'm in the front yard, mowin' crazy,
like a pig and the sun is blazing.
Homer's in the driveway, in the car,
With Mom and Lisa, hope they're real far.
The dad
Bart
and I go Yo
He
Homer: You done
and I go No.
So he
Oh! You're too slow.
Bart: So I on the gas, to speed up the mow.
Didn't see that sprinkler that tree,
Wham! Ccchhh! Pssshh! on me!
I go Whoa, goes
D'oh!
Now you go to the boatshow.

Bart: This is my thanks after working my off?
Homer the motor and they all start to putt off.
Soaked to the bone, in a puddle,
No-one needs to me I'm in deep, deep trouble.

Trouble.
Marge: Go to room.
Bart!
Yeah, right.
Marge: Bart, go to room.
Back: Deep, trouble.
Marge: Go to room.
Bart!
Bart: Oh, a break.
Back: The begins the trouble.
Bart: Well, you're if you do,
I the answer. Well, you're damned if you do,
Back: Deep, trouble.
Well, you're damned if you do,
And you're if you don't.

As soon as they're gone, I'm on the lawn,
at the sky with my sunshades on.
Now I've ever claimed that I was a smarty,
But hits me, lets have a party.

up my posse, they were here in a flash,
They brought all their pals, we to thrash.
was romping and stomping, an occasional crash,
A fight or two, and Nintendo for cash.

We the fridge, dogs raided the trash,
I got a little when the windows got smashed.
The thing you know, Mom and Dad are home,
The kids and I'm all alone.

silent except for my moan,
And the low, bluesy of a saxophone.
They look at me, they go into a huddle.
Get this sinking I'm in deep, deep trouble.

Trouble.
D'oh.
Oh.
Bart!
Bart: Oh, a break.
Deep, deep trouble.
Homer: Hey. What is
Back: Don't trouble.
Go to your room.
Oh yeah.
Marge: Bart, go to room.
Back: Deep, trouble.
Go to your room.
Okey, dokey.
Bart!

Bart: There's a epilogue to my tale of sadness.
I was dragged down the by his Royal Dadness.
We rounded the and came to a stop,
Threw me inside Barber Shop.

I said, Please Sir, a little off the top.
shaved me bare, gave me a lollipop.
So on my head, nothing but stubble.
Man, I hate being in deep, trouble.

Trouble.
Bart: Well, damned if you do,
Trouble! Trouble!
Bart: Well, you're if you do,
Back: Deep, trouble.
Well, you're damned if you do,
and damned if you don't.
Back: but trouble.
Aw, come on, man.
Well, damned if you do,
(What are we talking about?) Well, you're if you do,
Deep, deep trouble.
Bart: (Where's your of humour?)
Well, you're damned if you do, and damned if you don't.
Trouble.
Deep, trouble.
Ha ha ha, ha ha.
Back: Deep, deep