Luyện nghe bài hát Advertising On Police Cars

Hey Mr. Chips, the wife?
And are the kids poison? Do you still eat them?
under the gun, running the guns
Say how'd world get so fucking fun all of a sudden?

a quarter for the phone
Why you call someone and find out?
How it is we can all belong to something
No one any part of?

One day wake up
And they'll be advertising on police
And death will sell you out
As smart, somewhat smart

Baby, get out out of bed
Just lay down your pretty head
And advertising on police cars

Hey Mr. Chips, had me a
Like a burning sky dropped to the
A bitter pill, is it better still to lay undone your guts for
To reconstruct some of bones? To turn it up?
it calls to you will you wake up?

They're advertising on police
Your death will sell you out as smart
smart

Baby, get out of bed
lay back down your pretty head
They're on police cars