Luyện nghe bài hát Deep, Deep Trouble

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

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

Introductions aside, let's move along,
You can all sing along at the of the gong.
(Sound of the gong)
Once upon a time, about a 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,
in dreamy-dream land, I was cruisin'.
But the kept buzzin', my head kept buzzin'.
Gave the radio a throw, and an explosion.
(Homer: D'oh!)
up my eyes, and to my surprise,
There Homer, and his temperature risin'.
I was chillin', he was yellin',
all distorted, 'cause he was propellin'.
It what he said, but more of his tone,
The jive, put your nose to the grindstone.
I "I'm real sorry" but that didn't cut it,
I to protest, but Dad said
Homer: it.
Get up. Mow the lawn. it. On the double.
'Cause if you don't, 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, like crazy,
Sweatin' a pig and the sun is blazing.
in the driveway, getting in the car,
With Mom and Lisa, hope they're real far.
The dad
Bart
and I go Yo
He
Homer: You yet?
and I go No.
So he
Homer: Oh! too slow.
So I step on the gas, to speed up the mow.
Didn't see that sprinkler underneath tree,
Wham! Ccchhh! Pssshh! on me!
I go Whoa, Homer
D'oh!
Now you go to the boatshow.

Bart: This is my thanks after working my off?
revs 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.
The young begins the trouble.
Bart: Well, damned if you do,
I know the answer. Well, damned if you do,
Deep, deep trouble.
Bart: Well, you're if you do,
And damned if you don't.

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

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

We raided the fridge, raided the trash,
I got a little worried 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, then go into a huddle.
Get sinking sensation 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.
Marge: Go to room.
Oh yeah.
Marge: Bart, go to room.
Deep, deep trouble.
Marge: Go to room.
Okey, dokey.
Bart!

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

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

Trouble.
Bart: Well, you're if you do,
Trouble! Trouble!
Bart: Well, damned if you do,
Deep, deep trouble.
Bart: Well, you're 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, damned if you do,
Back: Deep, trouble.
Bart: (Where's sense of humour?)
Well, you're damned if you do, and you're if you don't.
Trouble.
Deep, trouble.
Ha ha ha, ha ha.
Back: Deep, deep