Luyện nghe bài hát Boo Time

It's boo
Boo
boo time
it

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

boo time
Boo
It's boo

obligations grow obtuse
New nab you like a noose
The clown, the cleric, the
All crank the sluice on caboose

Something that you
Way the estuary
and incendiary
Locked in a box of I said

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

It might be on all fours
Or strolling out of doors
Perhaps an herbal
Reminds the mind what the key

Something you buried
Way the estuary
Sharp and
Locked in a box of lead I

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

Boo
It's boo
Boo
boo time

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