Luyện nghe bài hát 90's

Picking up the from where I left off
Its 1990 now so school can off
I got no GCSEs, nothing higher a D
I couldnt tell me mum shed batter me

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

I stumbled through the door I said, "Mum its this"
She said, That mans been on the phone and youve the list
Youre in boy band son, come 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 of trainers
I met the other guys, one seemed like a
I its going to be like 'New Kids On The Block'

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

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

I adopted four brothers, some I liked more others
One was like a brother from mother
But the lead singer made it to like him
And I still him, despite him

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And now its breaking my heart because the dreams to shit
It aint but Ill break it in a little bit
And Im always in trouble but Ive stopped sorry
Everybodys What the fucks wrong with Robbie?

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

I cant no more, I cant perform no more
But the boys Im fucked and so they 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 cant be bothered cause Im
(I only to get down)
I hate those hate me
I cant and its crazy, baby

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