Luyện nghe bài hát British Intelligence

British Intelligence, on your 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 money's not

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

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

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

I'm still traveling trains delayed in the rain on a morning
Watched by surveillance teams business men out their 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, on your back
And they won't catch no one so they catch me
Three, fours and right up your
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 much is never enough, now fired

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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