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 just got sacked, now your not free

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

is for the cold concrete sold by the feet
Taxed by a man I'm yet to meet
Pay an army, I'm hardly to speak
start in 93

And [Incomprehensible] came last week
And me she's sick and tired of women

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

While still riding
to find a place where they're not watching
her up in the end
To apologize for being so and stubborn

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

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

The a selfish son
Travel down the to the suburban
He's lurking, burning on
be on the bar that his lover works in

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

While the boys from old
Work their fingers to the bone for the
Man, I was outside a friend
Trying to save claim on the I lent

were still riding
Trying to find a where their not watching
her up again
Identity and camera men

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

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

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

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

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