Luyện nghe bài hát British Intelligence

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

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

is for the cold concrete sold by the feet
Taxed by a man that I'm yet to
Pay an army, I'm hardly ready to
Memories in 93

And came round last week
And told me she's sick and tired of

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

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

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

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

The a selfish son
Travel down the inner to the
lurking, burning cigarettes on
We'll be on the bar his lover 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

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

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

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

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

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

British Intelligence, they're on your
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 time has won enough
And three to the four when you're really
Too is never enough, now you're fired