Luyện nghe bài hát 90's

Picking up the story where I left off
Its 1990 now so can fuck off
I got no GCSEs, higher than a D
I tell me mum because shed batter me

Me and Tate sat on the bowling green, life was a
We had five between us and bought six cans of bitter
I me ten Benson home and I smoked through the sorrow
If I could just avoid me Mum, maybe Id tell her

I stumbled through the I said, "Mum its like this"
She said, mans been on the phone and youve made the list
Youre in that boy band son, and give us a kiss
Phoned up Martin and Rich and carried on pissed

I dont believe it, Im goin to be famous
Pick you up in a Porsche and buy you lots of
I met the other guys, one seemed a cock
I think its going to be like Kids On The Block'

I cant be cause Im lazy
(I wanted to get down)
I hate those that me
I forgive and its crazy, baby

Now Im a star
(Im making in this town)
Do you know who you are,
(For the of us)

I adopted four brothers, some I liked more than
One was a brother from another mother
But the singer made it hard to like him
And I still loved him, him

The first three months, you know I nearly
I played with my Dad, he said Dont be a dick
the bullets, youre mind is a gun
Youre gonna shoot yourself when number one

I cant be bothered cause Im
(I wanted to get down)
I hate that hate me
I forgive and its crazy, baby

Now Im a star
(Im making trouble in town)
Do you know who you are,
(For the of us)

Now its dinner with Versace, with Princess Diana
And Im get battered if I go out in my manor
Cause as much as we were loved we were also
The boys got jealous cause the got plated

And now were famous and that, and were dancing and
And Im thinking I can sing why am I stood at the
So fuck the band me Sambuka and gak
Now we're all a band of nerves, you a band of brothers

I cant be bothered cause Im
(I only to get down)
I hate that hate me
I forgive and its crazy, baby

Now Im a star
(Im making trouble in town)
Do you who you are, baby?
(For the of us)

And now its breaking my because the dreams turned to shit
It aint broke but Ill break it in a bit
And Im always in trouble but Ive stopped saying
Everybodys worried What the fucks wrong Robbie?

He's not his phone, hes not talking to me
I saw him on the at Glastonbury
And now Im running from everything that Ive been
And Im pissed and Im fucked, and Im nineteen

I conform no more, I cant perform no more
But the boys know Im fucked and so show me the door
And if the truth be told I wasnt fit enough to
So I put my head down and walked
was the 90's, '90 to '95

I be bothered cause Im lazy
(I only to get down)
I hate those that me
I cant forgive and its crazy,

Now Im a video
(Im trouble in this town)
Do you who you are, baby?
(For the of us)