Luyện nghe bài hát British Intelligence

British Intelligence, they're on back
And they won't no one so they won't catch me
Three, fours and right up your
And you got sacked, now your money's not free

Taking time has won enough
And three to the four when really wired
Too much is never enough, now you're

This is for the cold concrete sold by the
Taxed by a man that I'm yet to
Pay an army, I'm ready to speak
start in 93

And [Incomprehensible] round last week
And told me sick and tired of women

I'm traveling trains delayed in the rain on a Monday morning
Watched by surveillance business men live out their dreams
And with secretaries
In stockrooms flowed with coffee and machines

While we're still
Trying to a place where they're not watching
her up in the end
To for being so drunk and stubborn

British Intelligence, on your back
And won't catch no one so they won't catch me
Three, fours and right up back
And you just got sacked, now your not free

Taking has never won enough
And three to the four when really wired
Too much is never enough, now fired

The 501's a son
Travel down the to the suburban
He's lurking, cigarettes on
We'll be on the bar that his works in

And, and a lay in the end
Jessie from the west marry up quick
Get lost in the
With a BCG and a finger scan

While the boys old Poland
Work their fingers to the for the minimum
Man, I was outside calling a
to save claim on the money I lent

While were riding
Trying to find a place where their not
Called her up
Identity and camera men

British Intelligence, they're on back
And they won't catch no one so won't catch me
Three, fours and up your back
And you just got sacked, now your money's not

Taking has never won enough
And three to the four when you're really
Too is never enough, now you're fired

He said Suzie, you lose me in trouble?
He Suzie, let's move on the double
Would we, please get him in
He could we, would we get him in trouble?
So would you, we better get him in trouble?
Three weeks down and now you've you're

British Intelligence, they're on back
And won't catch no one so they won't catch me
Three, and right up your back
And you just got sacked, now your not free

Taking has never won enough
And to the four when you're really wired
Too is never enough, now you're fired