Luyện nghe bài hát Boo Time

It's boo
Boo
It's boo
it

When every wanker's up tight
Frigid, fractious, and
The plugged up with plebiscite
Trim the trad, go

boo time
Boo
boo time

When obligations grow
New neckties nab you like a
The clown, the cleric, the
All crank the sluice on their

that you buried
Way down the
and incendiary
Locked in a box of I said

Mr. Moon, meek, mundane
Set on seas of cellophane
Mapped the mists of mauve
Old friends all sang 'Auf

It might be on all fours
Or naked out of doors
Perhaps an remedy
Reminds the what holds the key

that you buried
Way down the
Sharp and
Locked in a box of I said

It's not forbidden to be you are
Dip into that big cookie jar
Where always boo time

Boo
It's boo
Boo
It's boo

Boo
Boo
It's boo, boo, it's boo