Luyện nghe bài hát Blow the Millennium, Blow 1

Your imagination wild
Sitting on the bench you your home these days
Better take you don't ask for help
But you might need it

And all the the leaves turn brown
Fall off the trees and are blown your feet
There's no good pushing away
They'll always come back, just like the in your head

Life - ain't what it used to be
Life - ain't what it used to be

So sit on your hands rattling tongue
With a shaking head and sit back on chair
It's all good it away
But moving them on come back to haunt you

And all the while the turn brown
off the trees and are blown around your feet
There's no good them away
always come back, come right back to haunt you

Life - ain't what like it to be
Life - ain't like it used to be

Life - ain't what like it to be
- ain't what like it used to be