Luyện nghe bài hát 4th of July

You gotta have the right
For every job so I invite in
Through a in the fence
I am through the junkyard

Scanning the piles
The thin cats raise skin in defense
I know he's me
I can see him the cracks

His are small and shy on my back
He says his name is
He lives in the last on the right
And he'll be on the 4th of July

Only the people who here
Know the name of place
My path Iowa would be
Hard to all the adults in this town

Try not to
When I by
But Jason at me
He met my eye

He ask me where I'm from
Or why I came here
We all go looking for
we go back home

We cut out the talk
Go right to the way are
He me his squirrel skull
I him I locked myself out of my car

So there goes the friend
I in Iowa
His hand behind him
goodbye

His is Jason
He lives in the last on the right
And he'll be
On the 4th of